Reminds my of a old Joke:
a guy has no place of his own to hunt pheasants so he hunts the Rail Road tracks out by some farmers fields. A beautiful rooster gets up and he nails it but when it fell, it was over on the private land.
?Where in the hell,do you think you're going city boy?? The farmer yells as the hunter crawled under the fence.
?I'm going to get my Rooster.? The hunter replies.
?It's on my property, it's my bird? The farmer again says,
They go back and forth getting louder all the time. Finally, the farmer says, ?I'll tell you what, we'll settle this country style.? The guy says, ?What's that?? The farmer says, ?Well, I kick you in the balls as hard as I can, and then you kick me in the balls as hard as you can, and we keep this up and the last man standing keeps the Bird.?
The guy not wanting to return home empty-handed reluctantly agrees. The farmer wearing large heavy work boots haul back and kicks the guy in the balls with all his might. The guy?s eyes roll back in his head, he coughs and wheezes but barely manages to remain standing. After a few minutes, he composes himself somewhat and says to the farmer, ?Okay you SOB, now its my turn.?
The farmer laughs and replies, Naw, You go ahead and keep the bird.?
Joey
"It's all about knowing what your firearms practical limitations are and combining that with your own personal limitations!"