“I May Need an Intervention” — When You Love (Guns) Too Much
Forum member Kevin (aka “N10Sivern”), revealed he needs some help with a compulsion — a compulsion to keep buying more and more guns and ammo. Particularly ARs, all shapes and sizes of ARs. Way too many ARs. You could say he has an ARdiction….
In a Forum Thread, Kevin posted: “I may need an intervention. Trying to clean my office and pulled this stuff out. I’m missing an AR10 lower somewhere and an AR15 upper. I’ll find them before the day is done. I have a big box full of parts as well, and 4 barrels still in the cardboard tubes. Sigh. This is gonna be a lot of Cerakoting for me.”
Another Forum member said: “For the love of God, man. Delete this thread lest you be accused of hoarding!”
Kevin replied: “I guess I am hoarding a little. But it’s good hoarding right?”
And then he posted this “Mail Call” photo:
Kevin’s caption: “It only gets worse. Mail Call today: 20″ .308 Ballistics Advantage barrel, 26″ Savage 25-06 barrel, 700 pieces of .38 special, 300 pieces of .357 magnum, 500 pieces .308 Win, gas tube, Hornady Modified Case Gauge. I have more crap on the way too.”
Forum Member’s Chime In…
Kevin’s “Need Intervention” post drew plenty of comments from other Forum Members:“God! It is so refreshing to see that my illness is widespread with little hope (or desire) for a cure. I smiled reading each post.” — Gary0529
“You know you have a problem when you open a drawer and find components you forgot you bought.” — JoshB
“It’s not hoarding if you intend to use it. Says he who has 12,000 primers.” — Uthink
“I guess I’ll go ahead and volunteer to help you with your obviously much needed intervention… send me the pictured items and then you’ll no longer have to deal with those nasty temptations. Just think about it, you’ll have less clutter in your office plus you’ll not have to fret over the need for any cerakoting either. I’m just one human being volunteering to help out another fellow human being who needs help!” — PikesPG
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What hoarding? Looks ok to me.
Don’t feel bad I think the older Generation had a more expensive addiction — fast cars.
Just think how much you’ll be able to sell them for when we get a democratic president and he/she controls the house and senate… or even a Zombie Apocalypse. $$$$$$
Or is that the same thing?
When you know how many guns you have, you don’t have enough!
Good boy. You keep going and any toys you don’t want you can send to Zimbabwe. We cant shop like you guys!!!
I found a roll pin the other day. Guess I will need to build another AR…
“An open letter to my wife – a Gun Owning Husband Tells All”
It’s time to come clean.
Ok. I’ve got few things to get off my chest regarding marriage and firearms.
Honey, I’ve been purchasing guns behind your back for the last 20 years.
The reason that I’ve never thrown out that rusty toolbox in the basement isn’t really because I can’t get a few guys to help me move it, the truth is its a safe and loaded with desiccant and pistols.
That pile of odd bits of wood and tinder next to my workshop is actually scrap wood sitting on a crate of Mosins I got on sale.
The box labeled ‘Deere Mower Parts #xxxxx’ on it in the garage…is filled with revolvers and a 1903 Springfield.
Even though you’ve managed to fit a globe on that stand in the living room, its really the tripod for a 1919a4.
The ladder to the Attic does work, I just didn’t want you and the kids in the reloading room.
Despite coming home each year with a winning shotgun from a local raffle…there have been no raffles, I still have the worst luck on the planet, but man if I don’t get lucky with some great deals!
That cricket training rifle I got for the kids for $50 at a yard sale is actually a custom Remington 700 worth near $2,000.
I’ve been dishonest about my revolvers as well when I tell you its the same gun whenever you catch me in the house with one. Honey, please don’t be pissed, but there are actually over 90.
When I told you I had a stamp collection in the downstairs safe, I wasn’t being dishonest, the reason you can’t go into that safe has nothing to do with a faulty lock, it’s because that safe is filled to the iron seams with NFA items.
That ‘Well Drilling Cessation’ tool and drill set is actually a Barrett 821A.
The giant pipe that sits between our cars, has nothing to do with the time or expense needed to replace the sewer line; its a Dutch Bronze Field Cannon. The hay wagon for the kids is actually the base for the cart.
Those metal balls are not the base for a rock wall but are instead the shot balls for the cannon.
Those rods on the second workbench are not for a pipe organ project, they are rifle barrels.
The ammo cans in the basement are actually….filled with ammo.
The hallway closet door hasn’t been stuck, the door was keyed with the lock cylinder at the baseboard. Its the ammo closet.
Home Depot doesn’t really sell sets of odd sized pipe cleaners, you’ve been using my shotgun and pistol cleaning brushes.
That antique candy dispenser that I’m to restore is actually a reloading press.
I haven’t really had a hankering for Jello or Gelatin, I’ve been making ballistics gel.
Bird watching monoculars…yeah….I’m on my 5th spotting scope.
Thanks for putting up with the misshapen sculptures I’ve been working on. The art work is horrid, but the bullet casting process is now down to a science.
This one is a win/win because we got cable and the outdoor life network
channel, but the reason the den used to get horrid reception was because those weren’t rabbit ears atop the tv set, it was my chronograph.
You can stop calling James trying to figure out how or why we took a hit
on the commodities market earlier last year, the commodities were brass and I brought a hell of a lot of it.
I know you are wondering with my bad knees how I plan on getting into Badminton, one more confession: Those are shotgun wads.
I’ve never actually attended a Regional Sales conference each January, I’ve been at the SHOT Show…its a support group. Honest.
Folks like Bruno’s, Brownell’s, Graf & Sons, Midway and all know the something subtle that the manufacturer’s really don’t… the swelling gun industry over these last years is likely the diehards just buying up way more stuff than individuals ever did in times past. Why not, the shelf life of brass, bullets, and gently used guns is roughly the same as gold bullion, more fun, and seemingly goes only one direction in price.