Why is it essential for a woman to move, touch and generally interfere with mans stuff??
I have... had a weaver rail that I was going to fit to my shotgun (beretta a390) so that I can mount a red dot sight. So yesterday I measured up everthing and went to get the tap and some m4 fittings with a genuine sense of excitment knowing that in the afternoon I would get it all sorted.
When I get home and am getting the tools ready I go to get the rail..... She's tidied up and can't remember where she put it... And even after hunting high and low yesterday and today.... no rail.