So this story came across my laptop tonight:
Clint Malarchuk, the former NHL goalie best known for having his jugular vein slashed by a skate in a 1989 game with Buffalo, is recovering after accidentally shooting himself in the chin with a rifle.
Wife Christy told sheriff’s deputies that the .22-caliber rifle discharged after her husband placed the butt on the ground between his legs. He had been shooting rabbits.
After reading that to my roommate, his first comment was not, “What an idiot!” or “He did what?” No, his first comment was: “A .22-caliber? That’s his first mistake. He should be using a shotgun to shoot rabbits.”
Mid-Missouri: where irony comes to die.