We ALL do it: We talk smack about the guns that our buddies point and laugh at. We just want to fit in. It's OK! We all get that it's an "unsaid" rule. But then you go home and secretly drool and wax nostalgic about "those" guns. You know the ones I talk about: From the garrish pimp saturday night specials of the 70's to the obscure Japanese WWII surplus. They're the guns that are stereotypes for either being lousy, weird, dangerous or outright freakish, but we love them. Just don't tell our buddies that. I'll start: The Scorpion Tec-22. Yes, stamped steel receiver (hell...body!), firing block that was about as refined as a Peugot 505, and as accurate as throwing a brick at a store window. BUT, as far as cool, over the top thug-ness, you can't beat it. It is just a SCARY looking gun. Sure it only shoots .22LR, and you're lucky if you'll make it past an entire mag of 30 without a FTF or a busted firing pin, but it's a blast to "spray and pray"