Pit Bulls & Nerf Darts

For Christmas, all of the men folk received handguns which shoot Nerf darts.

 

When I opened mine up, Junior brandished his out of a defensive sense of paranoia that I would make him my first target.

 

The paranoia was well founded.

 

A fire fight ensued, primarily composed of carefully aimed shots to the respective crotches of the two of us who were participating.

 

In her state of genuine concern for her master (me), Hope the Pit Bull launched a charged attack on Junior once I ran out of ammo.  Hilarity then ensued as she chased the 17 year old boy around the living room.  In the meantime, I had reloaded and was popping more shots off at the boy and his crotch as he dodged the Pit Bull.

 

Merry Christmas everyone!

Randy Tharp

TharpSter is a husband to one woman, a father to two kids, a master to two dogs, an occasional cubical occupant, and unable to make up his mind on an adequate theme for this website.

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