My wife is sweet and polite, she is proper and feminine.
She is also a good shot.
Last week in Vermont, I shot a handgun for the first time in my life. Guns scare me but my father-in-law is an expert teacher, calm, cautious, and encouraging.
I kept thinking of Lorraine Bracco in “Good Fellas” when she said, “I gotta admit the truth. It turned me on.”
Hey, same as my family. I'd never touched a gun before I was married. My f-in-l has a couple and lives in a rural (and culturally verrrrry distant from NY) place, and I tried shooting. Not bad. Didn't exactly turn me into a gun nut, though.
I don't think I'd ever be a gun nut but hitting that little target sure felt satisfying.
Alex, I think you were indulging a latent Hunter S. Thompson streak.
4) Minus the narcotics.
[0] you made me think of gym class archery with this one alex. how amazing it was to hit the target, the speed and power at your finger tips. (also, isn't it a little bat-shit crazy that archery is part of high school gym class?)
Only guns I shot were BB/pellet rifles in riflery at my day camp a long long time ago.
5) We had archery and riflery (sp?) for gym in high school. We shot these little 22 rifles. I imagine that isn't done these days in high school.
I shot handguns with my wife a few years ago too. She wasn't that good of a shot and I was shooting really well at first and progessively got worse.
After, my wife said that she wanted to do it again to get better, and I said, "Don't be silly, we are never buying a gun."
Archery, shit yeah, I remember that. It was much harder than shooting.