Today I went on a beer/ grocery run after my weekend ride. Would be a typical errand until I was ambushed at our front porch in the form of nerf foam darts to the face and head. Totally out of the blue while I was utterly defenseless, while being encumbered with grocery bags.
Seeing my wife approaching, I thought "oh she's coming to help me with these bags". Then she took out the gun from behind her and I was like "oh shiiiii....".
Natural instincts would've kicked in for me to drop the bags and run for it but I don't condone to alcohol abuse.
She asked for it. She's going to get it. I'm going out later to go hunt for the largest nerf gun I can find and proceed to modify it.

ftfy