As the sun spilled its golden rays over the brilliant reds, yellows, oranges, browns and greens of the hills in Autumn, Zeke took down the old flintlock from where it hung over the fireplace, thinking: "This time I'll get that thar bar, fer shure, and looking down the barrel to see if it needed cleaning he lit a match for some light and....

True story and a Darwin Award Honorable Mention. The name, of course, was changed.

Robby