I just bought my first gun! I couldn't wait

I just bought my first gun! I couldn't wait to show my family. I was so excited! I jumped out of my car and ran toward my house with my new gun raised up above my head.

Unfortunately my dad is a cop. He saw me in my new ski mask running happily toward him waving my new gun in the air and tazed me good. I never felt so many volts running through me

and I never will again. When dad tazed me, my finger involuntarily squeezed the trigger of my new gun and I shot dad three times. The 1st took his head off & killed him. The others

crunched through the drywall and left gaping holes where the bullets pierced. The noise was explosive in the small room. I threw the gun away in horror and ran over to Dad's body.

Dad sat up. "Now see?" he said with a wink. "That's where you went wrong. You should have kept the gun in your hand. You got a long way to go, kiddo." "But Dad! I thought..." I was

reluctant to finish the thought. "I thought it'd be cool to throw it in the air like a baton, catch it, and shoot it with my toes. That's how all the big kids shoot their guns."

"That's how all the big kids shoot their behinds off," said mother, prying the gun from my sweaty mitts. I pulled a small pistol from my sock and aimed it at her. She pointed a

machine gun my way and gave me a dry look. "Nice try, kiddo. Pistol please." "Mom!" I stomped my foot and scowled. "Not fair! Why do you get all the cool guns?" Mom said, "Because

you didn't do your chores, one of which is to clean out the guns." She looked at her son in disdain. "I mean, last week my Mac 10. SKS-90 and AK47 were filthy! I could barely kill

those deer." The son glowered as the mother continued her tirade, unaware of the resentment she had just kindled. Soon after, he left home, married a man, and never looked back.