Why You Should NEVER Do This… Shotgun Barrel Exploded 💥 

I accidentally had this happen to me but fortunately when I shot it went off with no issues.

I have seen 2 shotguns that had snow packed in the barrels both split and I also saw another shotgun that was shot using #6 shot Remington high brass with snow in the barrel that was unfazed and oddly all 3 of these shotguns were Mossberg 500s. I don't know if the snow was packed harder in the blown barrels nor do I remember the temperatures of the air that may have made a big difference in the shot clearing the obstruction or the barrel bulging/blowing? I stopped one day, many years ago at an Amish gun shop with a friend of mine who is now deceased but my buddy was looking for damaged barrels for a Mossberg 500 and/or a Remington 870 as my friend would check the length of damaged barrels and he would buy the barrels that he could cut back to 20" and then chuck the barrels into an old Monarch lathe that his dad bought before my friend was ever born but my friend would "Wrap a slight radius" in the end of these 20" barrels, hit them with emory cloth, grab some slugs and then walk out behind his barn and shoot them at milk jugs filled with water at 50 to 60 yards My friend would call these shorter than normal barrels his "Brush Busters" that can be used for deer in the heavy brush spots in our area AND he would use these "Brush Buster" barrels for rabbit hunting with beagles. All he did was drill and tap a hole and put a cheap gold bead on the end of the barrel and surprisingly some of those barrels would throw a slug like it was shot out of a rifle. Since this was all before rifled barrels or rifled chokes were a thing my friend would make some pretty good "Mad Money" by selling some of these "Hillbillied Barrels" to guys he worked with as an iron worker I miss my childhood friend as he died from a blood clot at age 32 one day at work while he was working a shutdown at a big steel and bearing plant but I will always remember the big grin on his face when he would shove a handful of bills that he made from one of his barrels into an old tin coffee can that had "MAD MONEY" written on both sides of the can and stick that coffee can on a shelf with other canned goods I asked my friend one time why he put the coffee can with "MAD MONEY" in big letters on both sides up on a shelf where if some low life(s) broke in the can of money would be easy pickings and he replied "Low life thieves aren't in the habit of reading the contents of cans and jars on a shelf" and I smiled at that and I replied "What if they are hungry?" and at that he smiled and said "You SOB you always have to have the last word don't ya?" and a few weeks later he was gone ETA: I forgot to add that as a kid rabbit hunting on Thanksgiving Day was a big tradition in my area. One Thanksgiving I was 10 or 11 years old and my dad invited one of his "City Friends" that my dad used to work with to come down and hunt rabbits with our group of guys and beagles The guy showed up and the first thing I noticed was that this guy was late 50s or early 60s and my dad was mid 30s so my little brain couldn't fathom guys having older friends but when we were out hunting this "Old Fella" slipped down a snow covered "Spoil Bank" that was steeper than it looked coming down from the RR track and then the spoil bank shooting right back up into some lighter brush and spotty patches of multiflora rose Well this old timer slid to the bottom, got up, cleared the shell from his 20 gauge Remington pump that predated the Remington 870 but he cleared the shell and mag tube, took the barrel off and blew through it, looked around and went over to a scrawny sapling, cut it and ran it down his barrel, reassembled his pump gun, winked at me and said "She's ready to go again" but I never saw anything fall from the barrel as I would glance at the guy and then back into the brush as the bawling beagles got closer to us The "Old Friend" stopped coming down as my dad said that he was sick A year later my dad came home from work with an old, but great condition Remington pump shotgun and i THINK it was a Model 29? but it was old and definitely predated the 870 but my dad said that his old friend had died and this guy told his other neighbor/friend that when he died he wanted my dad to have this shotguns because his son was not a hunter or even cared for guns. A year later my dad comes home and the first thing he did was walk in and grab the old shotgun. My mom asked if he was going hunting and he said no, but someone was coming to pick the gun up. An hour later some guy pulls into our driveway, knocks and dad lets him in and the first thing my dad said to the guy was "Well there it is by the door" and at that the guy picked up the shotgun and then said "I was wondering where this shotgun got to and then one day I told dad's neighbor that I think someone stole dad's shotgun!" the neighbor/friend told the son that he gave it to my dad per his dad's instructions Well this son came to get his dad's shotgun but my dad said to the guy's son "Are you going to rabbit hunt with that gun because it is a sweet rabbit roller" and the son said "No, I detest hunting and guns but I was telling a guy about my dad's guns and the guy offered to buy them all off of me and I sold them all to the guy and when I found out that you had this gun of dad's I called the guy and asked if he wanted to buy it and he said yes he wanted the shotgun" At that my told told the son "Hey well there she is and I would love to talk but I got to get a move on and brush hog my lower pasture" and the son left with the shotgun. My dad didn't have to brush hog anything as he brush hogged the lower pasture a few weeks earlier. My dad just wanted this guy out of the house and off of the property and that is what happened and my dad never mentioned that gun or the son again, even when he was talking about his old friend

….Customised short barrel to suit smaller shooter🤣

@@christopherduke8283 and piss off the atf XD

you'd better not have a dog, the atf will know

Got mud in the barrel