“What the hell was that Cal?” Jeremy had reset himself from a ducking position returning his hands to his side. His ears still ringing from the the gun shot.

“I don’t know, I thought shooting him in the stomach would have killed him instantly” Cal lowers the shotgun.

“Really, please tell me you’re joking?” Jeremy looks at Cal with a puzzle expression. “Don’t you watch any action movies?”

A groan comes from man in the hotdog costume, “Uuuuuuggggggghhhhhhh!!!”

Cal scratches his head, “not that I can remember”

“Are you high right now?”, Jeremy became exasperated.

“I’m sorry, but you know I get doing jobs like this,” Cal loads one more in the chamber.

B-A-A-M-M-M-M-M!!!!!!!!

“STOP FUCKING SHOOTING HIM!!!!” Jeremy shouts at Cal taking the shotgun from him as the hotdog man takes his finally breath.

“Sorry!”

Jeremy scratches his head and sighs, “this is the worst assassination attempt I’ve seen”