new house rule
January 23, 2006 at 9:09 a.m.
Things I never thought I'd have to try and put my foot down about:
"No! Honey, New house rule!!! No shooting guns in the house!!"
"It's fun! You try it, see!"
"AK!!! You shot it!!!! You going to ruin my couch!!!"
This scene goes on with me whimpering like a baby while trying to aim an air pistol at a cardboard box in front of our couch with Jared laughing his brains out at me.
"Why would you make me do that??? If there's ever an intruder, YOU can shoot them! And what are you looking at??"
"You look cute with that thing!"
"Oh my heck...."
I do NOT like guns. They scare me. But somehow, between us checking out the eliptical machines at Walmart and looking at camp stoves, Jared convinced me that he should be allowed to buy an air gun.
Yes, we've hit the epitome of class - my husband bought a gun at Walmart.
It was 15 bucks and it will aid him in his one-man war against the cat lady across the street. It's soooo funny, this lady IS the crazy cat lady, some day I'll write about all the funniness and insanity, but for now, the anoying thin is that some of the members of her army, aka cats, have really started to get on our nerves. They puke up on our steps, they poop all over our yard, and keep us up by meowing ALL NIGHT LONG by our bedroom window. And it's up on the second level!
Now for you cat lovers, he WON'T be shooting them, just scaring them off. I don't think his aim is good at all.. I'm kind of worried about my tires.
But who thought this would have to be a new house rule???
SUPERCRACK says HUH???