Ty ended up not being able to go shooting, so I took my wife out instead. She had never fired a shotgun before, and my shotgun has this nasty habit of firing both barrels at the same time. And while it does it very rarely, it did it this time...almost knocked her on her ass.

Anyway, when it came to slinging a clay pigeon out there, she sucked. The first one hit me on my right ass cheek, the second one hit the ground directly in front of her, and the third one flew straight, but in the wrong direction. I decided I didn't want to waste a whole box of pigeons on teaching her to throw them (if that was even possible), so we just went home. It sucked. gOD, I hope our baby is a boy.