supraneurotoxin
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I feel part of doing something stupid is the penance of sharing it with others
it was my birthday yesterday, and I came home from work to find my wife bought me a few things. among them were a new clay thrower, a hogue stock for my mossburg 500, 200 rnds of #8, and a big box of clays. excited as I was, I went out in the backyard to assemble my new acquisition.
well, long story short, the first thing I did was whack myself in the shin with the thrower, and the edge of the aluminum arm cut the crap out of my leg. three stitches later, my wife laughed at me all the way home.
commence the teasing.
it was my birthday yesterday, and I came home from work to find my wife bought me a few things. among them were a new clay thrower, a hogue stock for my mossburg 500, 200 rnds of #8, and a big box of clays. excited as I was, I went out in the backyard to assemble my new acquisition.
well, long story short, the first thing I did was whack myself in the shin with the thrower, and the edge of the aluminum arm cut the crap out of my leg. three stitches later, my wife laughed at me all the way home.
commence the teasing.