Bear, Wife first said you need an attitude adjustment. Then she reread the entire post, then said "OK, I'll cut him some slack this time. Since he was dealing with a real Bimbo". She also said joining the NRA was a good thing. She's an NRA certified shooting instructor herself. We had a similer incident ourselves a few years back.
The wife and I were stationed at Holloman AFB. We loved in Alamogordo NM. One evening we had a get togeather inviting several friends, people we worked with, and their families. Since there was going to be several kids present, I put all my guns, knives, and anything I did not want the kids to touch in a back bedroom and locked the door. There was no evidence of guns, shooting, or hunting in the house for anyone to see. One young dependant wife hit it off well with my wife. This young woman helped my wife prepare things as needed, helped clean up as the evening passed. Then asked if she could come back on another evening. The young lady needed some help with a class she was taking, and my wife was an expert in the field. I left the guns locked in the back room till after their visit feeling she would probably bring her kid (a 5 year old brat). After that evening I got my guns out and went hunting. The following Saturday afternoon ,y hunting buddy and I were cleaning our guns after spending the morning shooting Cayotes and Jackrabbits. We had several guns disassembled and lying around the living room. In walks this young lady and her brat, uninvited. She got real upset that we had so many guns around. She demanded that I put them away and lock them up right now, and expressed her displeasure with me for being a person to own so many guns. I refused, I told her if she did not like it to get out. She said "No" she was going to call the police and report me for putting her son in danger. She was afraid that her son might get shot, and seemed to be approaching panic. She called the city police, I ordered her and her brat off my place, the police arrived and she did a lot of yelling. The outcome she was escorted off the street, the city magistrate, (just happened to be my next door neighbor and a good shooting/hunting buddy) issued a court order for her to not even come on to our street. From then on any time the Judge wanted to rattle my cage, he threatened to lift her court order. Gosh I was so mad that day, I really wanted to shoot someone.
