This morning I lucked out and was able to buy two boxes of ammo. I placed the boxes on the front seat and headed back home, but stopped at Costco for some gas where a drop-dead gorgeous blonde in a short skirt was filling up her car at the next pump. She glanced at the two boxes of ammo, bent over and leaned in my passenger window with all her software in full display, and said in a sexy voice, "I'm a big believer in bartering. Would you be interested in trading sex for ammo?" I thought for a few seconds then asked, "What kind of ammo ya got?"