Dangerous if Armed?

Yesterday the Mr. and I were having a discussion about my baby sister. Her husband was recently deployed and we are worried about her being in another state all alone with my goddaughter and being pregnant and no family near her.

The Mr. says that our BIL should really consider buying my sister a gun and teaching her how to use it. I say, “You know I want a gun. I want to learn. We should get me one!?!”

The Mr. laughs and says, “No. That’s not a good idea. Hell no.”

I say, “Why not?”

He says, “Because I want to live! [Doh] I don’t want to get shot!”

I am looking at him like WTF? Are you serious? Do you really think I would shoot you? And that’s when NG chimes in, “Yea mommy I agree with daddy. I don’t think YOU should have a gun. You get mad. Like really mad. Like really easy. Daddy will dirty the bathroom and you might run upstairs, grab your gun, and be like bang, bang, bang don’t mess with me clean that bathroom!”

She’s giggling and she thinks she’s funny but I am appalled. OMFG. Am I really that bad? Does my family seriously think I could be homicidal if armed over a dirty bathroom? Are they all walking around terrified of me?

Well then… so be it. GOOD! They should be. It will make you think twice before crossing me or putting the toilet paper on the holder wrong. I’m okay with that. But just in case I shall remain unarmed.