It was like holding a firework as it went off, loud and spectacular. It was hard to tell what was noise and what was feeling. The bang filled my hands. It felt like holding a cloud ready to storm.
Crack-pow!
It was like holding a firework as it went off, loud and spectacular. It was hard to tell what was noise and what was feeling. The bang filled my hands. It felt like holding a cloud ready to storm.
Crack-pow!
Tiny Cat Pants 
Was the broadside of the barn scathed?
:lol:
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Ha, ha, ha. It was a tiny bit scathed.
And now I have your prints on a weapon…
(insert evil villain laughter)
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congrats! i need to find a range near me i could go to, myself. it’s been fifteen years since i pulled a trigger, which is just too long.
Congratulations! Welcome to the Chicks with Guns club!
But was it FUN?
Yeah, I think so. If I’d hit anything, it would have been more fun.