I have to admit, I am immune to the charm of .410s, quite likely because I can't hit much with them. In fact, when it comes to fun guns, the most I can remember giggling over a shotgun lately was the day my son John and I shot handthrown clays with a Remington SP-10. It's a massive 10 gauge semiauto, at 11 ½ pounds, and the gas action soaks up any kick the weight doesn't take care of. Pull the trigger and there's a huge boom, and no recoil, just a feeling as if God had laid His finger politely but firmly on your shoulder and asked you to take a step backward. The target, meanwhile, disappears. Now that was my idea of a fun gun. What's yours?