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Blog Guy, I hope you can help me. My chiropractor’s beekeeper just gave me a 9 mm pistol for Labor Day, and I’m wondering…
Wait. You and your chiropractor’s beekeeper exchange Labor Day gifts?
Sure. I’m the same way. Lots of us love to go to a shooting range but don’t care for the acrid smell of gunpowder or the stigma of hitting innocent bystanders.
You should come with me to this public park where I practice with my unloaded .44 Remington Magnum. Look at these photos of policemen there, holding shooting practice with unloaded guns.
Really? How do they know if they’re getting any better?
How do you know when it’s safe to walk across the line of fire?
I have to tell you everything? From the time they’re little kids, guys know how to make shooting sounds. Pow! Pow! Blam! Pshew! Pshew! When those sounds stop, it’s safe.
Ah, that makes sense. I’d love to come with you. Say, can I try your unloaded .44 Magnum?
I guess so, but be careful. It packs quite a kick.
Policemen take aim during shooting practice with unloaded guns at a public park in Hanoi September 7, 2011. REUTERS/Kham