This is my dad.
Those are his guns.
Have I mentioned before that he's weird?
Apparently, as the story goes, he got home from running one night, threw back on his work clothes (haphazardly-if you care to notice), and made my mom take a picture of him with all of his guns.
Let me just point out that my dad does not hunt. He's a collecter of sorts. So, I mean, why not take a picture with all of your guns?
It makes perfect sense.