telltale signs that your a gun nut

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GUNSNGOLD

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the first thing my eyes focus on when i wake up every morning is a wall of 9mm.

my bed is on top a foundation of 7.62x39 spam cans.
 
When you 'forget' a gun. As in you are rummaging in your safe, closet, or wherever you keep your guns and see a gun that you don't recognize. Upon reflection you remember that it is the XYZ that you got from so-and-so. You simply forgot you had it.
 
The time. When the clock says
2:23
5:56
3:08
Stuff like that, might mean something besides hours and minutes to a firearm freak.
It could just be me tho'. Dunno

ETA, my alarm and coffeepot are set to go off/on at 3:57 in the morning. (muahaha. I'm sick)
 
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When the first thing you tell your wife, after she comes out of a coma is "I'm carrying your Glock."

And SHE says...

"You put MY Glock back in MY purse. You've got your own guns."

We both are.
 
TNT said:
when you start using calibers as passwords
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Been doing this for years now... Oops...

I "forgot" 4 guns in the basement once, for about a year... I had went to the range, shot 'em all and brought 'em to the basement for a good cleaning. After cleaning, I stuck them in my "drying rack" that I would put guns in for a couple days to air dry and get rid of some of the stink before I took them up to the house and into the closet (wife is sensitive to the smell of the oil). Well, I wound up getting underway a few days early for a 12-week patrol. While I was gone, my wife slipped the rifles into their silicone-coated "socks" and put them in a corner, then she sold the drying rack, said it was too ugly...

When I got back from patrol, she didn't mention any of this, and I went around for a while thinking I was crazy for imagining that I'd once owned a gun rack in the basement....

Found the rifles a year later when I transferred...

Cajunbass, that's hilarious!!!
 
You might be a gun nut if...

  • ... you ever seriously thought about dabbing on a little Hoppe's #9 before going out on a date.
  • ...you cannot recall how many firearms you own.
  • ...your wife wants to wear black leather so you buy her a carry holster.
  • ...you think John Moses Browning's birthday should be a national holiday.
  • ...you have both the blued and nickel plated version of your favorite gun
  • ...your mailbox has a Weaver Rail on top.
  • ...you consider it unpatriotic not to own at least one .45 and one .22.
  • ...you put a Hogue Grip on your car's parking brake.
  • ...your ammo stockpile is cracking the garage floor.
  • ...you spend more on ammo each month than on food.
  • ...you list your local FFL dealer as a dependent on your tax return.
  • ...you make $40 per hour at work, but spend 30 minutes on your knees at the range looking for that last piece of .40 S&W brass.
  • ...you purchased two Glocks and two Sigs just to see which brand was better.
  • ...you ever bought two brands of the same weight and type of bullet, just to see if one "shot better."
  • ...A USGS survey team arrives at your house because all the lead ammo is causing a gravitational anomaly.
  • ...you call Brownells and they know your voice.
  • ...your gun safes cost more than all your furniture.
  • ...you can't put your car in the garage because it is filled with buckets of wheel weights and lead ingots.
  • ...the FBI asks you to identify firearms they can't.
  • ...you have decided you could never move because you could not get your gun safes out of the basement.
  • ...you have pistol grips off guns that you have not owned for 15 years.
  • ...you ever had to explain, "It's NOT the same gun, it's a variation!"
  • ...you have more GI ammo cans than the local Army Reserve unit. And they're full!
  • ...you have more guns than some third-world countries.
  • ...you named your pocket pistol "Little Guy" and your S&W .460 "Big Jake."
  • ...you own reloading dies for calibers that you do not shoot.
  • ...you understand Smith & Wesson's model numbers.
  • ...you have ever shot out a 1911 barrel.
  • ...all the calendars in you house came from gun companies.
  • ...you would rather ban alcohol than high-capacity clips/magazines.
  • ...your driver's license says "must wear night-vision goggles."
  • ...you read that "Brady II" would outlaw possession of more than 1,000 rounds of ammunition and think, "I have more than that rolling around loose in the trunk of my car!"
  • ...you and your new father-in-law go to a gun show on your wedding day.
  • ...your cat is named Mauser and your dog is Luger.
  • ...you consider naming your unborn child Sig or Ruger.
  • ...your children are named "Ogive" and "Meplat."
  • ...your computer pass words are gun related.
  • ...your local gunsmith calls you for obsolete parts.
  • ...your girl friend thinks that aroma of Hoppes No.9 is your favorite after shave.
  • ...your speedometer is in both MPH and FPS.
  • ...you carry a Taurus Raging Bull as a backup and you're a priest.
  • ...you ever asked Hoppe's if they would sell you their Hoppe's Number 9 in 30-gallon drums.
  • ...you always thought "Dirty Harry" was a wimp and did not use enough gun.
  • ...you named your twin sons Smith and Wesson
  • ...you have guns in your safe that you can't, for the life of you, remember how you came by.
  • ...you buy high capacity magazines for a gun you have not bought yet.

The full list is a lot longer.
 
Hmm, I wake up and there is a loaded .357 2' to the right of me, 2 shotguns leaning up in the corner loaded and ready a step to the left of me. A gun rack with some of my centerfire hunting rifles and shotguns in front of the window. The book shelf at the foot of my bed is full of reloading manuals and flanked on both sides with Ammo cans. The rifle rack on the wall over my headboard has 5 of my 22's on it. Between the dresser and my bedroom door is another stack of ammo cans from the big wooden box to 50 cal cans to 30 cal cans. On the other side of my dresser is the stand with my TV, 2 shelves under that is loaded with targets and below that is 6 large Tupperware boxes with most of my shot gun shells. I wouldn't call my self a nut though.

I could be called an enthusiast. My closets on the other hand could possibly put me in the nut category. I need bigger closets.
 
You get more magazines, catalogs, and special junk mail for your hobby than your wife does for all of hers combined.
 
My girlfriend is always finding shell casings in the washing machine, and between the couch cushions. Then her jaw drops when i say "awesome! I was looking for those."
 
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