I get preverse humor out of going to the larger shows in Dallas with a motor case that is empty. A lot of dealers want to stop me and find out what's in the case. I just say it's just an old Parker and keep going.
Childish on my part, Yes it is. But I can't help myself.
Regards, Gordon
Back in the bad old days when I was a young lawyer of early thirties, making serious coin of the realm, me and my equally qualified hunting buddies (United Airline's captain, IBM executive, et al), would go to gun shows to be insulted by the self-important old farts with over-priced junk guns on their tables. You know the drill; "Don't touch until you show me your money; Cash talks and BS walks, etc..." So we evolved a plan...
My friend Dan had a real nice Parker Brothers CHE 28-bore that we would carry to selected shows, not to sell, but just to flash around and get our jollies off watching the excessively obese just-barely-mobile would-be "dealers" drop their hot dogs and try to climb over their tables, saying (pant, pant) "Excuse me sir, is that a Parker?"
We'd say that we just bought the gun from some walk-in guy who had it in a case; we'd invent some ridiculously low price, and the story that he inherited it, but his wife didn't want a gun around the house. We'd play dumb, look on the action, announce that it was, in fact, marked "Parker Bros," and ask if we got a good deal... Fun, fun, fun. EDM
