I don't consider myself the owner of an arsenal. Don't have anywhere NEAR all the guns I'd like to have. My collection is very modest, especailly when you compare it to some of my friends (*cough* Benny *cough* MB *cough*). But today the wife's youngest brother was in town and we had lunch together. Over lunch he told me that, now that his kids are no longer little, he was planning to get back into the gun thing. After lunch we went back to the house and I took him into my gun room. When I opened the safe his remark was, "Holy shit!!"
Sure, I have a couple of guns, but holy shit?!?
I guess everything is a matter of perspective.