This morning I lucked out and was able to buy several cases of .223 gun ammo. On the way home I stopped at the gas station where a drop-dead gorgeous blonde was filling up her car at the next pump. She looked at the ammo in the back of my Tahoe and said in a very sexy voice, "I'm a big believer in barter, big boy". "Would you be interested in trading sex for ammo?" I thought a few seconds and said, "Maybe, what kinda ammo ya got?"