He's already bought so much PVC and tinfoil they don't even register any more.
He's already bought so much PVC and tinfoil they don't even register any more.
Last edited by 0utlaw; June 16th, 2014 at 06:51 PM.
Oderint dum metuant
"Stay with me; do not fear. For he who seeks your life seeks my life, but with me you shall be safe.” 1 Samuel 22:23
“This gun is liberty; hold for certain that the day when you no more have it, you will be returned to slavery.” – Toussaint L’Ouverture
When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall. Think of it--always.
BTW, they are $69 here:
http://www.jgsales.com/romanian-ak-4...ed-p-3785.html
When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall. Think of it--always.
I have an observation to share. Take it for what it is worth to you.
Brick and mortar businesses, especially smaller ones, cost more to operate than virtual retailers who can order shit by the pallet load and set it on a warehouse floor somewhere the public is not welcome into.
Thus, it really is unfair and unreasonable to ask - or expect - an actual local small business operator to "cost match" (or even get really close to) the virtual retailers.
It really IS up to the buyer; pay what it costs to keep the local guys doors open, or don't. Yes or no, off or on. Simple stuff.
Again; just an observation . . . . .![]()
I'd rather be lucky than good, but I'd rather KNOW I'm good than HOPE to get lucky.
Mike, we are very fortunate to be able to provide the pricing we do.
We are also very fortunate to have a lot of great customers; and a lot from this forum. Can't thank everyone enough. Hey, and especially you and Jonas - you guys provide us a sales outlet!!
I'm with you 110% on that Daniel. Talon, and myself, feel the same way.
And I can't say that it does not make sense to TRY and get the stuff we all use at the best possible price.
But I also believe that a lot of folks lose sight of how the retail business works.
My "favorite" example is ammunition. Our ammo prices are ridiculous. We mark it up ZERO PERCENT. And bricks of .22LR are sitting on the shelf for $75.00 (with several cases to back them up in storage). People flip out over that price.
What they don't realize is that because we are a small business and can not order 20 million rounds at a time the only reason we have 22LR ammo on the shelf is because we ordered it 6-10 months ago. The price we paid is what it was going for back then.
We wouldn't be in business long if we took a 50% loss to "compete" with ammoengine.com, or luckygunner.com, or bass pro shop. Or Walmart. So, all we can do is let a significant investment of operating capital sit there and gather dust while we listen to folks tell us the same ammo is on luckygunner.com for 1/2 the price.
It makes me sad. And more than a little frustrated.![]()
I'd rather be lucky than good, but I'd rather KNOW I'm good than HOPE to get lucky.
Yep, its hard to compete. However service will often times win the day.
When I despair, I remember that all through history the ways of truth and love have always won. There have been tyrants, and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall. Think of it--always.
I thought 7% over the interwebs on the poop knife was a helluva good dealI'll take that deal to support forum members everytime.
Oderint dum metuant
"Stay with me; do not fear. For he who seeks your life seeks my life, but with me you shall be safe.” 1 Samuel 22:23
“This gun is liberty; hold for certain that the day when you no more have it, you will be returned to slavery.” – Toussaint L’Ouverture
I'm down with the LMF II.
Let us skip the other lies, for brevity’s sake. To consider them would prove nothing, except that man is what he is—loving toward his own, lovable, to his own,—his family, his friends—and otherwise the buzzing, busy trivial, enemy of his race—who tarries his little day, does his little dirt, commends himself to God, and then goes out into the darkness, to re-turn no more, and send no messages back—selfish even in death.
Mark Twain