Father in Law; Armed & Dangerous
First, I must say that I get along swimmingly with my in-laws. They are dear people and I truly love them.

My in-laws live several hours north of us in a small town in our northern U.S. state, but own a piece of property in the middle of no where. The first time I met them was on a weekend vacation to their house in the middle of deer hunting season. On Saturday, my father in law turns to me and says "I need to go to the property and check the fence. You're coming with me." I'm thinking WTF? but it's a way to earn brownie points with the future in-laws so agree to go along.
After driving out to the property and through a long two-track to the very back of the property where there is no way to be seen or heard by any of the neighbors, he stops the truck, opens the console between us, pulls out a revolver, puts it in the back of his trousers, and says "let's go check that fence." "Oh Shit" I'm thinking, not only is it hunting season when you hear gunshots all the time in the woods, but this man is on the Sherriff's Posse. He could tell the police whatever he wanted to and they would believe him. Never have I been so polite. I was all "yes sir" and "how can I help, sir?"
I survived that day. I think he just wanted to show me my place in the pecking order. Now we even go shooting together. He loads his own ammunition so it's real cheap to blow through 1000 rounds in an afternoon. This is real fun at the in laws.

This QotW isn't really that shite. It got me to finally sign up for a username after lurking for two years. BTW the fence was fine.
(bicycle bandito, Thu 15 Sep 2005, 1:12, Reply)