You gotta check this out. So I just got my fucking shells in the mail. Oh, and... Look at that shit! But wait! There's more! Oh! I-I can't fucking- Like, there's 250 fucking shells! 250 rounds of ammunition! What the fuck?! Like, I-I-I- Damn, I can't believe it! Like, holy fuck! Yeah, um... I might as well show you the updated gun. Oh, I have you here. Um, yeah, so it-yeah, it looks about the same, right? Except, uh, now I duct-tape the pistol grip thanks to Eric Harris. Um, gave me a little inspiration to do that. Because of the kickback on the gun, it was killing my hands. And this pistol grip was a pain in the ass because of the grooves it had in here. But, um, yeah, I put duct tape on it and got these gloves, and it's helped a lot. But, look at this! Like... Rrraaah! Unbelievable. 200... 250 fucking... BUCKSHOT SHELLS! That just happened. That just fucking happened. I mean, holy shit, like... I got the box and it was like fucking huge, and I'm like, jeez. I got-and I'm the one who bought the ammunition, by the way, and I didn't realize... It was 250 shells. Well, how do you not realize there's 250 in there, Andrew? I don't know! Because, like, I saw the box and I'm like, oh, okay, it's just one! Looked at the fucking receipt, and it's like, oh, the box is like 26 pounds. That's pretty fucking heavy. Open it up! 250 fucking shells! 250 fucking shells! BAM! Like... Oh my goddess. Oh, my goddess. I am fucking armed. I am fucking armed, bitch! Wow. Amazing.