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If that was me leaning the rifle on the knife block, I'd probably manage to knock it off the counter, and lodging that opened folder into my dick or something. Then, whilst nervously trying to stop the bleeding, I would frantically try to put the guns back in the safe while at the same time stuffing the dogs in my face. That way, if a cop or something stops me on the way to the hospital and wants to investigate, they don't find the dinner pic shennanigans on my counter top. Nobody wants to look like wierdo when going in with a pecker stab wound.
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