TRUE story. Got emergency call to an Armoury. Went in, found fucknuckle in back room, had obviously shed his mortal coil... various bits of head and contents all over rear wall. While making handgun safe found bloody thumbprints on 1 round still in magazine, and on 2 empty casings on floor. CSI stylie reconstruction proved that...... His boss was boffing some married bird whose hubby was away so he gave the junior his key to the ammo ... (just in case someone needs it while I'm out...) Junior already has the keys to the weapon rack (2 key principle.. one guy has guns... the other has ammo... and never the twain shall meet ops: ) Fucknuckle is pissed off 'cos his GF is also doing the dirty so goes to gun rack, selects handgun, then goes to ammo store and loads 2 rounds into mag. Gets BOTH rounds off into his own swede (head) but doesn't do the job. Goes back to ammo store and loads another 3 rounds and gets another 2 off to finish the job. Try telling his mum THAT!!

I HATE MY FUCKING JOB SOMETIMES.....