I just had the following IM conversation with my 19 year old daughter:
Stef: Why did you order a box of lead?
Me: for making bullets!
Me: is it heavy?
Me: 65 lbs
Me: did the mailman complain?
Stef: he had it sitting on his shoulder and didn’t think I could carry it
Me: did you carry it?
Stef: I put it on the piano bench
Me: that’s my girl!
Stef: which promptly collapsed under the weight
Stef: it fell through the floor
Me: well, I wanted it in the basement anyway
Stef: I think it destroyed some of your workshop, too