What is the funniest thing you have seen at a local range....

[sgtbuck]

my wife has called me all sorts of names for reading these funny stories and laughing out loud. I think she thinks I am going crazy or something... So Funny...

Mine too.....

[Trench Broom]

My buddies and I were up at Burro Canyon about 5 years ago and vaporizing pumpkins after Halloween. RO calls for a linebreak, so the 3 of us kick back on one of the picnic table benches to sip some water and shoot the bull. My friend Joe always seems to come up with some pretty good jokes, so he tested a new one on Chuck and I. To summarize it quickly, the joke involves a guy going into a bar (original, eh?) and drinking himself into a near stupor and then staggering home. Guy comes back to the bar the next day. bartender asks him if he wants another firecracker (the drink he was downing repeatedly the night before). The guy responds, "No! No, no, no, no! You wouldn't believe how sick I was last night. I barely made it home, my gut was killing me, and I spent the whole night blowing chunks!" The sympathetic bartender replies, "That's terrible! I'm sorry that you had to spend the entire night throwing up." "No, no, no," the guy says, "You don't understand, Chunks is my dog." Chuck started laughing so hard, he nearly fell off the bench and hit the gound. He'd start to calm down just a bit, then he'd remember the punchline and get wracked with giggles and start laughing uncontrollably again. Poor guy's face turned beet red with tears coming out of his eyes - this lasted for almost 5 minutes.

[M1A Rifleman]

I chuckle now, but it was not funny at the time.

About 4 weeks ago I was at the Sact Valley Shooting Center on a Sunday and the place was nearly vacant due to the 108-degree temps. There was a total of four people on the pistol range - my father and I, and a middle aged couple which continued to speak Russian. During the cease fire I glanced down toward the RO office and rifle range. What caught my eye next was the Russian guy handling a pistol - DURING THE CEASE FIRE AND BEHIND THE YELLOW LINE!. Next thing I know, the dumb SOB is pointing the pistol in my direction giving the women instructions on sighting.

The guys In the RO office had their backs turned jawing with each other. Pissed, I yelled at the guy to point the gun down range, not toward me. His response was that it was unloaded. I yelled back that I didn't care, that my guns were loaded, and to point it down range.

We were packing up to leave, so when I went back to the office I mentioned to the RO's it may be a good idea to watch that couple and informed them about the stunt the guy just pulled.


As a side note, I do like the easier atmosphere at Sact Valley compared with Lincoln and other ranges, but I do believe Sact needs to do a tad bit better at policing the ranging during a cease fire.

[workinwifdakids]

My brother likes to stand next to me when I shoot, so he can grab the hot brass out of mid air and throw them at me. He calls it a stress test.

[paco ramirez]

I was shooting with the KAC M110 SASS and my brass kept hitting Drake from Magpul. I didn't notice until someone told me, so I felt bad about it as I had just met him. I stopped shooting until he got done doing something to the ACR. I think it hit him in the head a few times

[leelaw]

The experienced shooter showing his range guests how to shoot his mini-14. He would fire a shot, and cycle the bolt, and have them do the same. For some reason his 10rd magazines only seemed to hold 5 shots.

I'd have pointed that out to him, but since he, just minutes earlier, copped an attitude with the rangemaster, and muzzle swept me no less than three times, I didn't care to get close to him for him to have a fourth chance.