So I went to visit my aunt and uncle to get some help filling out some info on the food stamp renewal, twenty bucks is twenty bucks so... Anyway my aunt invited me to stay for lunch and asked me to get a can of soup out of the pantry room, I hadn't been there in ages when I opened the door, my jaw hit the floor! there were shelves, three feet deep full of canned foods indexed by date and type, at least a couple of years worth, My uncle's old Mosin Nagant carbine, BB gun, pistol, and 22 and two cans of ammo. I stood there so long my aunt came looking for me! And here I thought I'd be feeding THEM if all hell broke loose.