You know, if it wasn’t for all the little warning tags on products, surely I would be dead — or worse — by now.
I have a curling iron with a warning tag lovingly placed upon it by the manufacturer so I know not to use it on my eyelashes.
I have shampoo with a warning on it not to eat it.
And now I can add to my collection of odd warnings: things not to do with a pellet gun.
Do not shoot your brother with the gun, no matter how annoying he is. Wait, what?! Geez, first I can’t give it to the baby and now I can’t shoot annoying little brother?? Why did I even get this stupid thing?