Sunday, February 16, 2014
Class Still Counts for Something
The Lovely Bride was displeased when she found a rather long-ish rifle on the bed yesterday.
TLB: "You are gonna have to stop putting guns on the bed."
Me: "What's wrong now?"
TLB: "You put this greasy rifle on the bedspread that I just washed this morning."
Me: "Its not greasy. Its perfectly clean."
TLB: "Its a Moisin Nagant. They're ALWAYS greasy."
Me: "Its a Krag."
TLB: "Oh. Sorry."