I wiped of the milk and got my stuff together. I went out to my truck. Mt custome F-250 razed about 3 feet off the ground. I drove off to the shop down town. I came in and met my best bud. his name was paul. He came her from Charleston. we walked down to the back of the store and a truck was pulling in. The door lowered and stacked about have way to the ceiling was boxs of ammo. We brought out a hand truck and started pileing on the boxs. we started taking the boxs into the storage area. once the truck was unlaoded after 2 hourse. It was a sunday so we closed early. we had till 12:00 wich was another hour away. We went into the collectable area of the store. we pulled up so chairs and polish and started scrubbing. We had to do it infront of the customers so show off the guns as we polish them. We had a few guys come and talk to us about the guns. I was poliching a gold engraved revolver and paul had a silver plate shotgun with gun and bronze engravings. when it was closeing time. I got up and looked over at paul and saw the barrel in my face. I fell back with my heart beating. He was laughing so hard he almost peed himself. we put the guns down and i put him in a headlock and gave him a noogy. we went out side and he went home while i went to the fair. I went into a changing room and put on a white T-shirt and swim trunks. I also had a secret weapon. I had a supper soaker filled with milk. I can wait for Rabecca to come by. I got to the tank and climed onto the seat and waited. No one could hit the bulls eye. IT was boring. I was tempted to just fall in because sitting in the sun was not fun. I looked over to my right and i saw rabecca coming.