Him: "Hey Honey. I'm gonna have to get a new chronograph."
Her: "What happened? Did it stop working? Can you get it fixed? Does it just need a new battery?"
Him: "Well, umm, Honey, it was like this: I sorta shot it to pieces."
Her: "You must have been tired after shooting all day, you poor thing, and had a little lapse of focus."
Him: "Well, umm, Honey, it was my (mumbles)
second shot."
Her: "Whad jah say, Dear?"
Him: (Clears throat) "I said, um, it was my second shot."
Her: "Your
second shot...I see...Well Dead-Eye, do ya think money just grow on trees?!?"
Him: "I, um, well..."
Her: "What's it gonna be Ol' Sureshot, ya thinkin' we're going put little Amy in the pawn shop again like when we needed the new ice box, huh? I don't think so, Tim!!
I kid.