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04/18/2007: "i don't have to be careful. i got a gun."

Gun Shop Owner: Well, you'll probably want the accessory kit. Holster...
Homer: Oh, yeah.
Gun Shop Owner: Bandoleer.
Homer: Baby.
Gun Shop Owner: Silencer.
Homer: Mmm-hmm.
Gun Shop Owner: Loudener.
Homer: [drooling noise]
Gun Shop Owner: Speed-cocker.
Homer: Ooh, I like the sound of that.
Gun Shop Owner: And this is for shooting down police helicopters.
Homer: Oh, I don't need anything like that... [paranoid]...yet.
Just give me my gun. [grabs for gun]

Gun Shop Owner: Sorry, the law requires a five-day waiting period. We've
got to run a background check.
Homer: Five days? But I'm mad now!

Homer: I'd kill you if I had my gun!
Gun Shop Owner: Yeah, well, you don't.


Homer: Now, I believe you have some sort of firearm for me.
Gun Shop Owner: Well, let's see here. According to your background check,
you've been in a mental institution...
Homer: Yeah.
Gun Shop Owner: ...frequent problems with alcohol...
Homer: [laughs nervously] Yeah.
Gun Shop Owner: ...beat up President Bush!
Homer: Former President Bush.
[The owner slaps a red rubber stamper on Homer's printout.]
Homer: "Potentially dangerous"?!
Gun Shop Owner: Relax, that just limits you to three handguns or less.
Homer: Woo hoo!


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you know, i've been raised my whole life in pretty much Texas. i've been to gun shows, handled lots of guns, even own what is now be called an "assault" rifle (a pre-ban CAR-15).

that said, i believe there's got to be a better solution than letting people give their word about their personal history when buying a gun.

turns out the nut case at VT was just that - a nut case!


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