Okay, I'm a reasonable guy. But I've recently experienced some very unreasonable things, as have some of my compatriots. If I'm shooting anything, be it .22LR or .380 or gas from my whatchamacallit, LEAVE MY DANG BRASS ALONE! If I leave and it's still there, great. Pick it up, dance around it, have a festival, whatever. But don't pick up my brass while I'm standing there. Better yet, let's make a deal. You don't pick up the brass i've shot till after I'm gone and I won't call you all those nasty names I won't say in front of your mom. Ain't shot noone yet, but the day's still young yet.