I once took out the engine block of an angry, snarling Yugo with my Beretta. 21A, that is. Well maybe the Yugo was actually coughing and wheezing and not all that menacing. And not that this was actually a bold and brash achievement, since it's widely known that a Crosman BB gun with only a 10% charge left in the gas cartridge could accomplish the very same thing. However the family of raccoons that were openly watching me over on the side did get a howling laugh out of this activity though. Made me boiling mad, this flagrant disrespect that they showed. So I took aim on the littlest one, a baby actually, and fired. But the damn 22LR just right bounced off! Tough critters...those urbanized raccoons. Much tougher than a Yugo, that's for dang sure.

Studies have shown burglars are 4 times more afraid of my Mossberg Brownie than any other gun.

I was at the range with a buddy, and we would frequently bet on various long range shots.

Looking through the spotting scope, He said "Hey, there is a fly on the 700 meter target, bet you can't hit it." I said "You're on." I took aim and fired a shot. He said "You missed." I said "No I didn't."

He said "But it flew off." I replied "Yea he did, but he'll never have kids again..."

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I replied "Yea he did, but he'll never have kids again..."

Some good ones so far, but that had me laughing out loud.

I once emptied the magazine of a Seecamp .32 into the face of a charging black bear from 25 yards. It didn't kill him, but he stopped charging and went off to eat his cubs.

I was getting my ass whupped by a guy in a bar fight when I pulled my trusty hideout FN .25 and stuck it in the guy's ear. He gave up, and I lived. True, mostly, story.

I was getting my ass whooped in a bar fight by a thirty year old chick. Finally wore her down and she gave up.

I pulled out a hundred bucks and said, “dont’t stop.”

Who says you can’t buy love?

I shot an elephant in my pajamas with my LCP. Fortunately, I had earlier loaded it with dumdum bullets. Still trying to figure out how it got in my pajamas.

I killed over a dozen men with a 2mm Kolbri pistol.

It was in a video game, but I still think it’s pretty impressive.

Had a groundhog bothering my garden, but live in neighborhood. I used my Crossman American Classic and just pumped it up to 11, used 4' of holdover to blow him in half at 150 yards.

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Still trying to figure out how it got in my pajamas.

That sometimes happens if you leave them in your trunk.

I remember hiking with my girlfriend in Montana and out of nowhere came this huge bear charging and growling - pissed off beyond belief.
Maybe we were near a cub. Anyway, if I had not had my P3AT, I would not be here today.

Just one shot to my girlfriends kneecap was all it took........the bear got her adn I was able to escape by walking at a brisk pace.

It's one of the best pistols I own.

I was strolling through the woods at dusk with my wife. She pointed to a tree across the field, maybe 75 yards away and said "See that honey bee on that tree - shoot off his right testicle." I drew my PPK/S (.380 of course), cocked the hammer, indexed to the tree, and began to breathe and squeeze the trigger. I suddenly stopped myself, pointed my gun in a safe direction, and asked my wife "Did you want an inside or outside cut?"

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I used a Beretta 950 in .22 short to shoot pigeons.
But... Its true!

Baiting with bread crumbs?

funny,

knew a guy (RIP) that had a gunshop in Hopewell VA,

when it was slow, and he was bored, he opened the door to his shop, and shot at pigeons with a suppressed Beretta 950BS,

he had a glass window on either side to keep and eye out, and he would sometimes toss some bread out to get them infront of the door

I once saw a politician speak and tell the truth....

Back in Texas when I was growing up we were so poor that I had to hunt deer for the hide and meat using only one 22 bullet and only 1 armadillo.

I would take the Beretta 21a in 22 and the armadillo out to the grain field and set up to kill a deer. To set up you took the armadillo out to a deer path and tied him down with a bit of string. Then go back and sit in the rocking chair with the 22 Beretta 21a.

Eventually a deer would come along and then stand just over the armadillo. Carefully I would aim at the armadillo just at the right spot so that the 22 would hit the armadillos hard shell and bounce up into the deer rendering that deer ready for the butcher shop.