Yeah, I'm sick of reality shows where everybody has to call somebody else. I recently watched a season of some kinda storage auction show with a skiiny kinda gay lookin guy and a big fat ass named Ton. They bought a unit with sewing machines and a safe inside. So later on they took a plasma cutter to it and out fell an H&K P7. it was dinged up a little bit but they sold it for about half what it was worth. You can bet if I ever find a P7 that aint stolen it's MINE and it will be in the coffin with me.