I would put one up in a heartbeat but.....
My father doesn't like guns, but he would knock me unconsious, grab my keys to the safe, figure out which bullets go in which gun then shoot me.
And the thing is, its not cause he thinks its unfunny, just that I'm starting to contribute to property values dropping in the neighborhood again.
I mean, who knew field dressing your deer in the side yard (only tree that could do it properly) was bad. Or leaving a squirrel stapled to a tree when it was scaring off birds that preserved my sanity when I was on crutches.
Yah, you know your bad when your dad calls up happy and says "I'm glad you moved out, the property values are going up again."