Do you want to know what is wrong with the kids these days? They're a bunch of idjits!

I was walking home from the pub on Friday night and this scruffy kid jumped out of an alley, pointed a pistol at me, and demanded that I hand over my wallet. It was the funniest thing that I've ever seen in my life! The young punk didn't even know how to hold a gun! I nearly busted a gut laughing! It was like this kid had never ever been to the shooting range!

My old man gave me my first gun when I was six and I won the state fair shooting competition when I was eight. And here was this kid, who must have been at least fifteen, and he didn't even know how to hold a gun!

The idjit was shaking. His stance was all wrong. His arm was loose, his elbow was bent, and he had the gun turned on its side. On top of that, he got all mad and demanded to know what was so funny! That just made me laugh harder!

I tried to explain to him that he was doing it all wrong, but this punk was about as smart as a bucket. He just started cursing, shaking his head and calling me "an old man."

So I snatched the gun out of his hand and tried to show him how to aim it properly. But then the little sissy ran away screaming! I wasn't even going to fire it!