This happend a couple of months ago.
The wife was out for the day, my daughter was working and I was left at home, alone. The UPS guy shows up and he has a package I'ld been waiting for, a new (to me).44 mag, 10 inch barrel for the Desert Eagle. I couldn't wait to go to the range, hell the snow wouldn't clear for another month, so I figured I'ld touch a couple off out the dinning room window, opened of course.
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I let a couple of mags go. Notice the curfed up red pine to the far left out the window. It didn't do too bad from the rest on the table. I WAS in a hurry.
I pick up all the shit and get it stowed away and then the wife unit comes home.
I'm surfing the internets as she walks in the back door.
Wife unit, "WHAT'S THAT SMELL!".
Me, "I put some chicken nuggets in the oven and fell asleep. They burnt a little".
Wife unit, "Wonk Wonk. Wonk, wonk wonk wonk, WONK WONK!".
Me, "Yes Dear, did you find any new shoes?" ( In my like I really give a shit voice).
Wife unit, "WHAT'S THIS!"
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Me, "Well I opened the kitchen window to get that stink out of the house. I slammed the window down when I closed it. Sorry."
Wife unit, "Wonk wonkwonkwonk..."
"OK, Where the hell did this come from?"
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(We just got measured for new granite counter tops. I also got her under the counter lites for Christmas.)
Me, "It must have been from they were measuring for the counter tops. It's saw dust from when I put the lights in."
Wife unite "OH, Why is there always a mess when I get home and you're the only one here?"
Me, "Just lucky I guess."
The stink was from the .44 mag burnt powder.
All the sheet rock dust and saw dust got knocked out of the rafters from the concusion of the .44 mag going off indoors.
What really suprises me is my pathoilogical lying capabilities, ...under pressure.
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