So here I am on my first day of shooting Walther. Lil sis's boyfriend Ben was full of instructions that I paid attention to. At the end of the session I learned I need more sessions. In his words, "I baby the gun". And yes, I hit my target - but I also broke 4 nails and blisterd my thumb but I will return.
Friday, January 23, 2009
go ahead, make my day
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So...do we need to be worried about you starting up some secret life where you get a job as a marksman, but then come home and maintain a perfectly normal wife and mommy routine, too? They make movies about people like that!
There's an idea
Now when I officiate they will all wonder if I am carrying or not.
yellow card, red card, then....
you baby your baby gun. Both Ben and I didn't really know what to do with it being so small, but now I want a baby gun, I think he wants one too.
something is wrong with the phrase "baby gun"...and yes, I am no longer going to heckle Dana...
ITS A POCKET PISTOL LADIES
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