That's right. Shooting. It's hard for me to understand why people shoot real guns with real bullets just for fun...
Why not play a nice game of laser tag?
That said, it was pretty fun to get out of the house and do something we never really do! Katrina and I each took one shot and decided to not do it again.
My picture is on their camera, but when I get it, I may just post it so you can see my fear and pain (that gun kicks back!) mid-shot.
My picture is on their camera, but when I get it, I may just post it so you can see my fear and pain (that gun kicks back!) mid-shot. 
Overall, it was a fun night! It got more fun once we had wings and asphalt pie at Wingers.
Bring on the summer nights!
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Brent took me shooting when we were first married. I took one shot (with his big shotgun) and it was the last shot I've fired in thirty-five years. Knocked me flat on my butt and really hurt my shoulder! Not my idea of a good time.
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