Originally Posted by Krystyna

I need some very large stilettos to poke family members into line.
Sharp ones.
That fit on the end of a shotgun.
(Don't worry. I'd only load it with rock salt like mountain folk do to shoo off the revenuers. When you shoot them it stings like heck, but the salt keeps the wounds cleaned out ...)
OK. Back to reality.
Keep sharp things away from me.
At least for the rest of the afternoon.