Guns and beer

So today we went to a block shoot. You shoot at a target, and the closest one yo the bulls eye wins a turkey, ham ir side of bacon.

Sitting next to me were two people, who, well, lets say were a little too free with the creature. 

 At 10:00am.


The guy was lamenting about his ex-wife and how he hated her, one more sip of beer, it was how much he loved her.  She said, "Well, at least she didn't do what Jim did to me. I got drunk and passed out and he lit fire to the bed while I was in it."

Then they went over to shoot guns.