So last weekend I decided to count my ammo because I know I was low on some and good on others. I finished it and put it on an excel spread sheet and (don't ask me how much - it some where between 1 and 100,000 rounds )
I made the mistake of leaving next to the computer - where my wife saw it.
She exclaimed: (you know what's coming - right?) "Why do you have soooo much ammo? I knew I had to think of something quick - My answer?
"It's for pending Zombie Apocalypse of course!"
She walked away shaking her head, probably convinced that the man she married has gone off the deep end. Doesn't matter - it stop a pending argument in it's tracks and of course I had a good laugh over it!
I made the mistake of leaving next to the computer - where my wife saw it.
She exclaimed: (you know what's coming - right?) "Why do you have soooo much ammo? I knew I had to think of something quick - My answer?
"It's for pending Zombie Apocalypse of course!"
She walked away shaking her head, probably convinced that the man she married has gone off the deep end. Doesn't matter - it stop a pending argument in it's tracks and of course I had a good laugh over it!