THE FAMILY THAT PREYS TOGETHER . . .

And then the kicker: "There's only one gun law necessary in this country. Put the second bullet in the same hole as the first bullet." Well. Nugent eventually gets around to playing some guitar; he sits in a chair and does a handful of hunting-related songs. But there's no "Cat Scratch Fever," no "Wang Dang Sweet Poontang," no "Yank Me, Crank Me." Nobody seems to mind. Then Ted says good night, and graciously heads back to the autograph table.

Folks are leaving now, some with bows, arrows, knives and tee shirts in hand, souvenirs of the day. Rene Watters, Nuge fan, is leaving only with questions. "Why didn't he say that you can get arrested for just carrying a gun into McDonald's?" she says. "He's not reminding people how much trouble they can get in for killing the bad guy; he's putting a strong message out there without reminding people of the consequences. It's irresponsible to me."

But she seems to be in the minority.
Jane Cook, her son, Clyde, and his girlfriend, Veve, are all smiles. Clyde even got a guitar pick from his hero. "I loved it when he said shoot the bad guy," says mom, glowing. "I liked everything he had to say; no drugs, no alcohol." Would she vote for him if he ran for office? "Yeah, oh yeah."

And then there's Jim Quinn, headed for the exit doors toting a huge box; Quinn had the lucky ticket and snared the raffled muzzle loader. He came here simply as a rock fan, but he's leaving as something else. "I don't agree with everything Nugent said, but you got to respect a guy who goes out and says what he believes," Quinn offers. And what is he going to do with the gun? "I'm probably going to start hunting."

@hed:@deck:@by:By Peter Gilstrap
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@cut:Nugent fans Kelly Hopler (left), 16, and Sarah Bash, 15, waited for autographed glossies.

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@cut:The Libertarian party raised funds by raffling assault weapons.
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@cut:Mandall's Shooting Supply booth, where one could scope out the help.