Monday, December 17, 2012

Why I go to that doctor

I dumped some ammo in my lap to load into strippers and bandoleers last night and somehow came up short one round. I did a quick recount - 50 rounds, 9 rounds per stripper, 5 clips, should be 5 left over, not 4. No biggie, I thought, it'll turn up.
Well, turn up it did - right in my doctor's office as I was pulling down my pants for my *ahem* checkup this morning. That sucker bounced across his floor and came to a rest against his feet.
I shrugged, he grinned and handed it back to me.