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“This morning, I went to the range and just threw all the guns and ammo in the back seat. On the way, I stopped at the gas station, and this drop-dead-gorgeous blond was filling up her car at the next pump.”

She looked at the ammo in the back of my car and said in a very sexy voice, “I believe in barter, big boy. Would you be interested in trading sex for ammo?”

I thought it over for a few seconds and responded, “Well, just what kind of ammo have you got to trade?”