Suppressed .22 are cool. When I lived in Alabama, I was the only customer in a local gun shop BSing with the owner's son when he pulls out a suppressed .22 and popped off a couple at a target in the store. He then handed it to me and told me to give it a try.
You had a 3' woody with a cheeseburger on top, too.
Don't lie.
All it takes is once with one of those things, and you're hooked. Worse than damned heroin.
