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Blackpowder shoot and the Devil
Some of you mayremember we talked about a blackpowder shoot. Hopefully those of you that were interested in coming are still willing. If so we need to set an exact date and plan some of the events.
In the meantime I wrote a theme song. Goes like this: "Devil Goes to South Dakota" The devil went up to south dakota he was looking for a shooting match to steal He was in a bind cause his blog was way behind he was willing to make a deal When he came across this ol man loading his knight and loading it hot and the devil jumped upon a haybale and said : ol man let me tell you what I bet you didn't know it but i shoot blackpowder too and if you care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you now you shoot pretty good ol man but give the devil his due I bet a cva made of gold against your knight cause i think I'm better than you the ol man said my names weasel and it might be a sin but I'll take your bet, your gonna regret cause a Knight is the best that's ever been weasel load that smokepole and you better shoot hard cos hells broke loose in South Dakota and the devil deals the cards and if you win you get this shiny Accura made of gold But if you lose the devil takes your Knight and says I told you so The devil opened up his gun case and said I'll start this show and fire flew from his fingertips as he loaded that smokepole and when he pulled the ramrod from the barrel it made an evil hiss then a band of cva groupies chimed in "he can't miss, he can't miss" when the smoke cleared ol weasel said your'e a pretty good shot there son but sit right down in the prairie grass and let me show you how it's done you're playing with fire on the prairie ,run boys run the devil showed up before the rising of the sun pyrodex in the flashpan ready to go weasel is the recoil bad no devil no It was midday when the smoke cleared and they headed back to eat as they layed them targets on the ground the devil bowed his head, he knew he'd been beat he laid that golden cva at weasels feet weasel said 'devil come back if ever you wanna try again I told you once you son of a gun Knights the best that's ever been and he was playing with fire on the prairie run boys run devil showed up before the rising of the sun pyrodex in the flashpan ready to go weasel is the recoil bad no devil no |
i forgot these guys volunteered to play the song
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chetmarks
Oh man!!! If you and Semi ever get together to write something, we could be in a world of hurt... |
chetmarks you have got to get you a second job son. You just got way to much time on your hands.:barmy::barmy::barmy:
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:happy0001::happy0001:That is tooo funny.
I want a you tube video of you and your family singing that.:cool15: |
All i can say to that is DAMNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!
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Great little tune you got there, maybe you should go to work for The CD Band! Hey by the way, Knight is the best thats ever been
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sequel:
He gunned it into the pasture in his big humvee slid to a stop for everyone to see Jumped out on the hood then up on the roof shouted "Weasel I'm back, this time I brought the Wolf Three shot group I can cover it with a dime I'm gonna beat you Weasel no stopping me this time Weasel said OK Devil I take that challenge, you're on I'll have my Knight ready to go and meet you at dawn The sun began to break upon the horizon early the next morn the Devil arrived on the scene toting power belts and blackhorn standing tall like a legend about to be born The accuracy of the Wolf would surely be felt victory is mine cackled the Devil as he loaded another powerbelt Down range they flew shot after shot Never stopping to swab till the barrel was red hot When the smoke cleared an evil grin broke across his face where once there was a bulls eye now just a jagged hole in its place To be continued. |
The Knight DISCs are my rifles. I shall not want.
They maketh my groups shrink at the range and leadth me beyond seasonal shooters. They restoreth my soul. They leadth me to the range for funs sake. Yeah though i shoot at the range with cheaper imports, i shall fear no break action, for Green Mountain art with me. Thy Timney trigger and American craftsmanship, they comfort me. Thou preparest the hunt before me through Williams sights. Thou annointest my barreled action with stainless and protect my primers all over. Surely DRTs and sub MOAs shall follow me all the days of my life and i will dwell in the house of Knight forever. Amen |
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