By not stopping by early in the morning, he's saved himself from having to make the hour long drive down to Bass Pro to look at Savage Package rifles.
We'd never get there and back in time to unlock the door for The Boy.
He's not worried about being tempted by the rifles. No sir, Mongolians are used to hardship they are.
He fears that they have .300 Savage or .30-40 in stock.
He's an addict and I am an enabler.
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