I could hear Lucifer's soft, grandfatherly voice whispering in my ear, "Just press the button, son. You know you want those SFS Colorado Silver Shells."

I had no self-control at that point - I had to have those 3 objects, those unholy symbols of avarice! " My fate was sealed. I placed the order for the Silver Shells.

I sat back in my chair, exhausted by my battle with Ol' Scratch himself. "You know", I muttered to myself, "The devil sure sounds a lot like Pop Haydn. I wonder........."

You have made an excellent decision. You have my full support. These shells are not only beautiful, they carry with them Lady Luck, and you will always have her at your shoulder when the knives are in your pocket. You're a good man.