My latest religious artifact has arrived!

Its the Stevens Favorite 22 rifle that I mentioned in a previous post. Of course Bob the gun dealer called me while I was in the truck with the BSU to tell me of the arrival.

So I'm on the phone and I'm making plans to come by and pick it up and get the BCI check accomplished, and before 7PM when the BCI quits each day, and do I want to pick it up on Tuesday, all while the BSI is listening to just my side of the conversation.

"Who was that?"

"That was Bob, from work."

"Who's Bob? Why is he calling you?"

"He wants me to look at some things."

"What things?"

"Just some religious artifacts. He's a dealer in religious artifacts."

"WHAT?"

"He's a gun dealer. Its about guns. Leave it alone."

"YOU DON"T NEED ANY GUNS! YOU'RE GOING ON VACATION AND YOUR DOG'S JUST HAD SURGERY AND YOU CAN'T AFFORD ANY GUNS!"

Heh! I Didn't tell her it was already bought and paid for...