I obviously was good this year, so my wife let me get a new firearm. When we went to Colorado Springs and the store ran the background check. When I passed, he said I could buy 4 more guns. My wife, in a moment of delusion, allowed me to purchase another one.
The top is a Ruger 9mm, and the bottom is a Remington 870, pump action 12 gauge. The Ruger replaces my S&W .357 Magnum for close quarters, in house self defense.
Here I am, practicing for the Golden Horde, without the use of proper defensive weapons. See how I protect vital organs by laying on my stomach. Hunter, on the left, trying to figure out the best way to make me yell in pain, and Hippie, on the right, just enjoying the time with her uncle and getting to hit something.