I'm so going to hell...

Hubby came in with a bag of trash. He's collecting it because trash day is tomorrow. Anyway... he shows me the bag and says if it wasn't illegal he would shoot the bottles with his gun. I told him he could shoot them with his gun. He was like yeah Becca I'm going to line them up in the street and shoot them down. I walked over from the stove and grab his crotch and say you can use this gun only to hear my child's voice from behind asking what smelled so good.... I turn while dropping my hand to see her eyes looking to where my hand was. Yes...it's safe to say I'm going to Hell. Hubby is saying bang, bang in my ear and laughing. I'm taking him with me.