Story my dad always told him and my grandfather were cruising the backroads early in the morning looking for deer, My grandfather had a old double barrel loaded with buckshot. Young warden pulls themselves over walks to my grandfather's window reaches across the seat and pulls the shotgun out by the barrel and sticks his nose up to it to smell it to see if it's been shot. My grandfather starts chuckling and the warden asks him what's so funny, my grandfather said the guns loaded and I have control of the business end your lucky I'm in a good mood.
