Chris, one of the tattooists at the shop, brought in a Red Ryder BB gun, and we promptly turned one half of the basement into a shooting range. :-)
The beer can is strictly for shooting at. No way any of us would combine alcohol and firearms.
My view as I prepare to deliver copper projectiles down range at 180 metres per second.
Selection of targets.
Take that, zombie nazi!
Shaggy doing some training for the zombie apocalypse.