So many non-Texans have odd ideas about Texas, like everyone rides horses, wears boots, and/or shoots anything that moves or doesn't move. Well, my husband is no different. No-one in my family rides horses, a few people wear boots, and the only relative who owns a gun is my Papa...or so I thought.
This was Chris's first Texas Christmas and as we pulled into my grandparents driveway he immediately and joyfully asked if we were going to shoot guns. I then look up to see my uncle carrying a shot gun. There's a way to break the stereotype!
Turns out my uncle had a bit of bad luck in the way of a home invasion and decided to protect his turf with a 9mm and a shotgun. My grandparents live out in the boondocks with lots of land, so in true Texas fashion we loaded up the truck and 'hotrod' and went off into the mass of trees to target shoot.
I particularly like how you see Papa loading a shotgun in the background...and of course you can't miss the beer bottle on the ground.
1 comment:
one word:
Scary
;)
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