Okay, so maybe I don't personally own a Nurf gun. However, my husband got a mini one for a gift recently and I secretly wish it were mine. It could be a safe way of practicing for that fair game that is impossible to win, and for keeping my husband in line.
"Oh, you don't want to pick up your dirty socks?" BAM! Nurf gun to the ass cheek!
"Oh, you don't drank the last of the milk and didn't tell me?" BAM! Nurf gun to the ass cheek!
"Wait! What? You put vinegar all over my french fries when you KNOW how much I hate that shit?" BAM! Nurf gun to the ass cheek! And again, and again!
I could totally get used to the idea of this. Thankfully, my husband is my Prince Charming (most of the time...but that vinegar thing DID really happen) but one slip... and BAM!
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