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[esmereldatook]

Right. Another Mother's Day gone by with nary a word or token of remembrance, love, guilt, etc., from that wandering hobbitlad sometimes known as my son. Fine. *sets up another target and a highball*

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What is this?

[othosb]

Do you have a permit for that target? Is public drinking allowed in these parts? Is no one enforcing the rules here??? My wife is falling down on her job.

In that case...*peers around carefully*...may I join you?

*drags over cart of refreshments*

Re: What is this?

[esmereldatook]

First of all, this is a private target range, so I can drink shoot as much as I want. *hefts shotgun* Second, the first means you are trespassing, so technically I oughta.... *spies refreshments* welcome you properly! Hello neighbor, have a seat. I'll get some ice.

Now that's more like it! Heh heh heh.

[othosb]

Margarita or beer? Luckily, we have both.

*fishes out a cold beer for himself, hands another one to Esmeralda*

Let's start with these. We can set them up as targets when they're empty. Nice way to recycle, yes?

*pulls out a twelve-gauge*

And now to have some fun. Go ahead. I know you'll be good at this. I can see it in your eyes.

Cheers!

[esmereldatook]

*knocks the cap off the beer* Aaahhhhh. Yes, an excellent method of recycling. *suspicious* What do you know about recycling? I would have thought you'd prefer to shatter the bottles by running over them in your Hummer.

*claps* I love this game! But the mun sucks at it, hah.