Carter's grandson says bring your guns!

[Boreas]

Originally Posted by merrylander

That show must have been sponsored by the NRA. The wild west gloified, in real life Miss Kitty was a madam and most likely looked the part. The gunslingers were sociopaths. Sorry if I messed up anyones dreams.

Actually, the most violent thing about Gunsmoke was the title. In all the years that show was on TV, I think Marshall Dillon killed one person.

John

[Tom Joad]

Originally Posted by Boreas

Actually, the most violent thing about Gunsmoke was the title. In all the years that show was on TV, I think Marshall Dillon killed one person.

John

You must be thinking of the Lone Ranger.

He never killed anyone.

He just shot the guns out of the hands of the bad guys.

Matt Dillon killed a shitload of dudes on Gunsmoke.

[JJIII]

Originally Posted by Pio1980

Doesn't a restraining order take care of that?
Those useless pieces of paper should come with a S&W .38 cal detective special and range training.

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There are other ways!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bqnrXRuebWg

[Boreas]

Originally Posted by Tom Joad

You must be thinking of the Lone Ranger.

He never killed anyone.

He just shot the guns out of the hands of the bad guys.

Matt Dillon killed a shitload of dudes on Gunsmoke.

No, I was definitely thinking of Gunsmoke.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=385cw1BBI3Y

John

[merrylander]

Originally Posted by Pio1980

Doesn't a restraining order take care of that?
Those useless pieces of paper should come with a S&W .38 cal detective special and range training.

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Our current Lt. Gov wants to fix the ownership rules so that there is not only a restraining order but also no guns allowed

[Ike Bana]

OK...since we remain on the subject of Gunsmoke...

Chester comes running wild eyed into the marshal's office.

Mr. Dillon!!! Mr. Dillon!!!

What is it Chester?

Uh...well it all started this morning. I was down to the Long Branch having a cup of coffee, and Miss Kitty says to me, 'Chester...let's you and me have a picnic.' So I loaded up the buckboard with a basket of vittles for lunch and a big blanket and we rode out of town, down to the side of a little creek. I spread out the blanket and went back to the buckboard for the grub. When I got back to the creek...why...Miss Kitty was lying on her back on the blanket with all her clothes off. She opened her knees a little, looked up at me with them big blue eyes and said, 'Chester, go to town.'

And...uh...here I am.