Well, Bawanna. Who am I to judge other people's tastes? Some people don't like mine. You decorate that hawk any way you see fit. Just don't have any fooforah hangin' off it that would get in the way should you need to use it. It's been a long trying day in the smithy. Makin' a pistol barrel was fun
[/URL][/IMG]and riflin' a nuther one to complete it and I figured you wanted to see it.
[/URL][/IMG] I've had people out and out call me a liar and that I never rifled no barrels at all. I rifle my barrels with 5 lands & grooves....and I always do LEFT HAND twists! They can bite my fanny perpendicular, they can! Seems like everbody kept crashin' to my shop and buggin' me all day! First off, Kommadar Rifler, that know it all, came by and just had to help rifle the barrel.
[/URL][/IMG] Then after he left, his ugly sister showed up. She's got her eye on me, the brazen wench. I oughtta send Miss Cutie Curls over your way.
[/URL][/IMG] She just plain woodn't leave! Had to sick my dog Bubba on'er!
[/URL][/IMG]and took to Miss Citie Curls like stink on my Momma's cookin'.

[/IMG] Luckily for me, I perservieered, I did. Had to go back out inna shop to cool off. The reason I'm so good at poundin' iron is my secret tools. Here's my Boss Hammer I thunk up. Betcha ain't never seen nuthin' quite like it afore, eh?
[/URL][/IMG] But, at the end of the day, I've calmed down, worshed my face, and combed my hair and am ready to step out on th' town! Anybody wants to come over, I garantee you'll have a good time.
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