Nothing describes the feeling I get when I put my slugs into my 870 Express Magnum and hear the chamber click shut. It is almost magical... an experience that no liberal will ever have. Hunting is in our blood. It takes us back to our roots. It is the classic struggle of man versus nature, and if you are a crack shot like myself, then we all know who will win.
If you are going into the woods to try your luck out, you need to be equipped with the right equipment. You need a weapon with plenty of knock down power. That is why I recommend the Remington 870 Express Magnum- the Ford truck of guns. This beautiful instrument has it all, magnum chamber, sleek looks, accuracy- it takes a pounding, but will always be there when you need it. You must cherish your weapon. Name it- mine is named Michelle, she is my baby. I hold her like I would a beautiful woman. And you must take care of her- I clean and oil her daily. Here is a picture of her:
Now that you have your gun, you must have the ammo to do the job. I choose Slugger Deer Slugs, manufactured by the same great company that gives you the 870- Remington.
Ahh, doesn't that feel good!
Well, this year was a rather disappointing year to be a dear hunter. I had the opportunity to be in the woods for several days, however, the deer just weren't willing to cooperate. I think that it might have been because I had a bow, and everybody else had a muzzleloader, but that is no excuse, a superior hunter must never give an excuse. I did have a shot at a doe, and I felt like it might have been my last chance to get a dear (it was), but I (ugh) missed. Buried my broadhead about two inches into a tree. God, life sucks.
