And the speculation runs wild.
Dirty?You call that dirty?Okay. I'll give everyone the skinny on this. This is me, coming forward saying I am the moron Jim aspires to blogmail. So Jim called me up and was saying how righteous are my shooty skills and that I was practically as much an expert on guns as he. I could just feel his eyes rolling. Yes, I told him to pull the other one. I don't know why he teases me so. Then he described my shooting on the day after the blog party ["ping! ping! ping! ping! ping!", also an exaggeration] as evidence of my gun mojo. I then said I am merely a naturally good shot, but that I was way low on technical knowledge of things firearm-ish. And then I said something which prompted these threats of blogmail.In my defense, I was driving on Greenville Avenue, and the 5-0 was in the lane next to mine and I didn't have a hands-free thingie on my phone and I was trying to figure out if I was about to drive into a school zone while holding a phone, which in Dallas is a ticket waiting to happen. Meanwhile, I'd prefer not to look like a ninny any more than may be avoided.Naturally, I proceeded to look like a ninny more than might have been avoided.I said "heck, the only part on a gun I can name is the triggle."Happy now, Jim?
Triggle? Triggle?!? You know you had nearly 16 hours left. ;D
I'm weak.WV: strop
Post a Comment