Gun show, one more new gun, steaming wife
I went to a gun show this weekend with a few other guys. We kind of wandered around separately and then caught up with each other before we left to show off our new toys. One of the guys had traded some handguns for a nice new AR-15. He was worried about what his wife was going to think about. He was sure she was going to be pretty steaming mad about it.
Oh, you're probably thinking he's going to get it over how much money he spent. Maybe that he bought one more gun in his fickle quest for the perfect collection, or that he bought that particular gun, or that he traded all those guns she already told him he didn't need and couldn't afford. "Why'd you need that? What are you going to do with an assault rifle huh?" No, no. She was fine with all that. Sweet lovely wife that she is. His problem was that he'd spent too much time at the gun show. The dirty scoundrel was going to be late getting home!
How'd you like that to be the only thing you've got to worry about while you're carting home a new AR-15 from the gun show?