Originally Posted by
kyratshooter
Back in '84-'85 the x-wife woke me at 3am. Something scratching around in the closet. She insisted I take care of this problem. I looked in the said closet and saw a small rat like creature.
I took the .38 off the nightstand, dropped in a CCI snakeshot load, opened the door and blew the little sucker away.
The X screamed, the kids both screamed, I went back to bed.
"WHY DID YOU DO THAT!!!" she asked.
"He charged me." I answered.
She never woke me up at 3am to take care of a noise again!
Now you know why I am the KYratshooter:rambo: