It’s the kind of recoil is kind of like stages of grief:
1. Pain. Immediate and intense pain
2. Anger. Swearing, lots of it. Some stuff so bad, even cable TV wouldn’t have it.
3. Bewilderment, as you have no idea where the shot went because you’re so focused on #1 and #2.
4. Expressions of hatred towards the slugs & the 12 gauge, promises to self not to every shoot it again.
5. Hysterical laughter as you finally get a good look at the target completely obliterated.
6. Healing, as you watch your idiot friends take a turn at the MOAB-in-a-Mossberg.
7. Acceptance as you have finally popped your shoulder back into the socket, and search your range bag for another one of the sluginators.
Now if we could only get it in “OO” Buckshot as well.
Imagine what a crowd control enhancement tool that would be.
“MOAB-in-a-Mossberg”
That’s funny
Laughed my butt off!
Limbsaver...