Phil Elmore
Master of Arts
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"I'm pricing shotguns," I told the clerk behind the counter of the Wal*Mart sporting goods department. "What do you have with an 18" barrel with a cylinder choke?"
"Let's see," the clerk said, turning the rotating glass case. "That one's twelve inches. That one's twelve, too. And that one..."
"I doubt it," I said. "The Federal minimum barrel length is 18 inches."
"Let's see," the clerk puzzled, placing his hand on first one extra-long deer gun, then another.
"Eighteen inches," I said. "The shortest barrel you can sell me."
"Well, that one's got a choke, and that one too," he said.
"Cylinder," I said. "No choke at all, in other words. Slugs or shot. C-Y-L-I-N-D-E-R."
"This has a rifled slug barrel."
"Okay," I said. "We're done here."
"Let's see," the clerk said, turning the rotating glass case. "That one's twelve inches. That one's twelve, too. And that one..."
"I doubt it," I said. "The Federal minimum barrel length is 18 inches."
"Let's see," the clerk puzzled, placing his hand on first one extra-long deer gun, then another.
"Eighteen inches," I said. "The shortest barrel you can sell me."
"Well, that one's got a choke, and that one too," he said.
"Cylinder," I said. "No choke at all, in other words. Slugs or shot. C-Y-L-I-N-D-E-R."
"This has a rifled slug barrel."
"Okay," I said. "We're done here."