Hotwheels81
CGN Ultra frequent flyer
- Location
- South of GP
Just wrapped up my last year of trade school for HET and came home to the missus sitting in the chair, gave her a quick kiss and started chatting about school and work etc etc... She passingly mentioned "oh I got you a present" but the conversation was drifting off so many topics I quickly forgot about her mentioning it....
A short while later I was having a peek out the window and my foot struck a large box in bright orange camo wrapping paper with a card attached to it...

Now I'm not a wealthy person, things were pretty tight getting thru trade school...
The missus works a 7-4 mediocre office job and has been floating the bills for the last 8 weeks so to say she could afford to buy anything that would fill the average rifle size shipping box would leave even myself (the banker) skeptical....
Needless to say I was beyond shocked when I tore thru the wrapping paper and found an allmost empty box save for a few Allan keys and and a few pamphlets written in German...
This began the "no 5/):$: way?..." Really?... Ummmm... No 5:$;7, way... Where is it?
She walked back into the gun room and came out with a large soft case, sheepishly admitting that she couldent figure out how to take the rifle down to get it back into the box...
Folks.... I can't get the 5$17 eating grin off my face at the moment... Utterly speechless.
Sorry for the bad pictures but I'll fix that on my first range trip.



A short while later I was having a peek out the window and my foot struck a large box in bright orange camo wrapping paper with a card attached to it...

Now I'm not a wealthy person, things were pretty tight getting thru trade school...
The missus works a 7-4 mediocre office job and has been floating the bills for the last 8 weeks so to say she could afford to buy anything that would fill the average rifle size shipping box would leave even myself (the banker) skeptical....
Needless to say I was beyond shocked when I tore thru the wrapping paper and found an allmost empty box save for a few Allan keys and and a few pamphlets written in German...
This began the "no 5/):$: way?..." Really?... Ummmm... No 5:$;7, way... Where is it?
She walked back into the gun room and came out with a large soft case, sheepishly admitting that she couldent figure out how to take the rifle down to get it back into the box...
Folks.... I can't get the 5$17 eating grin off my face at the moment... Utterly speechless.
Sorry for the bad pictures but I'll fix that on my first range trip.























































