Without Question, The Red Ryder Bb Gun

I Play The Living Hell Out Of My Guitars Daily, And As Sure As The Sun Rises In The East, Killer Licks, Ideas, Grooves, Patterns And Songs Erupt Every Time.

The Hunting Season Is Sacred. It's Been Sacred In My Life Since Birth. I've Never Missed A Hunting Season In 64 Years. It's My Calling, It's What I Am, It's How I Was Designed, It's What Inspires, Fascinates, Satisfies, And Drives My Quality Of Life. And I Know That It Brings Me Such Joy, And It Does Such A Critical And Essential Performance For Nature And For The Environment, That I Am Dedicated And Have Been For Over 40 Years To Promoting And Celebrating That. I Never Defend It. I Always Promote And Celebrate It.

I Have Undeniable Evidence That Many Have Awakened As A Result Of My Raising Hell. Raising Hell Is So American Rock-and-roll. And Of Course Even Soulless Wimps Love Killer Music And My Incredible Guitar Tone.

I Dont Partake In Assembly-line Convenience. I Dont Say That Killing Things Is Bad While I Hire People To Kill Things For Me.

Whenever I Donate A Hunting Trip For The Children's Leukemia Foundation, Ronald Mcdonald Cancer House, All These Children's Charities, I Offer The Anti-hunters An Opportunity: If You Donate More To The Children's Charity Than The Hunters Donate We Won't Go Hunting.