When my oldest daughter(now married) was growing up I always teased her that when she brought a date by to meet us for the first time I'd be sitting there in the living room cleaning the shot gun, just get the point across to her date to be careful with my daughter. Didn't think much of it, until one day a fella came by to pick her up for a date. The poor guy was as nervous as hell when he met me
I found out later from her that she told him the story about me and my shotgun, and he apparently took it serious
