today was supposed to be my death day i was jittery and scared but i knew that something would happen to push me to where i needed to be to go through with it… and i was right! something happens every day that reminds me why i want to die. So i got my gun from bass pro shop and then i figure out they don’t have the ammo for the gun so i drive to a dicks and they don’t have it either so i go to another dicks and i finally find the right caliper bullets and i get home and i start to get to know my weapon like any good marksman would. And i open the case and what do i see you ask? a fucking trigger guard. They forgot to take it off before i left the store. so now i see that i have to wait a day or two at least. but when that day comes, it will be glorious.