While looking through a drawer a couple days ago looking for something, I can across my Dad's old .22 pistol. When I was about 4 or 5, the family was out camping and I guess I crawled in the car or something. Well....I picked up the gun, pulled the trigger, and blew out the windshield! Poor Car!:P
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Yikes! I'm glad that's all you blasted that day, Billy. xoxo, Dana
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