When guys get together . . . stuff happens

Yesterday, hubby took off around noon and said he'd be gone about an hour or two. He was meeting two friends and they were going to do some target shooting. One of the guys owns a little bit of property in the country which has a very old farmhouse (nobody has lived there for years) along with a collapsing barn and a couple of old wood buildings. 

Two hours pass and hubby isn't home... three hours... four hours...

Five hours later, hubby comes finally comes home. I asked him how the target shooting went and he replies "fine" in his talkative way. I asked if they spent five entire hours shooting targets and he replies "no, we did a few other things..."

So... I ask what other things they did and he replies "I'll show you."

These are the photos from his phone:

Guess the guys will be replacing the melted vinyl siding during their next "target shooting practice."


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