It reminds me of an old joke.
A city hunter goes out during deer season and gets lucky. Suddenly he sees an old guy run out of the woods toward his kill. He yells at the old guy to leave his deer alone, but the guy keeps coming. The city man draws down on him and gives him one last warning to leave his deer alone. The old guy says, "Okay, you can keep him, but can I at least get my sadle and bridle back?"
We had a dufus come to our place of business and begin bragging about his hunting prowness, and how he had not gotten anything yet that season even though he had taken several sound shots. My wife tore him a new outtie hole, then ejected him from the office even though he was being tempted to spend several thousand dollars on goods.
Her basis was that anyone that stupid couldnt be trusted to have out products. He would have likely gotten half way into the project and then failed and probably would have tried to sue us anyway, being he was a daft liberal from Santa Fe, New Mexico. I supported her whole heartedly.
It was not long before that that some jerkwad had shot and killed her favorite saddle horse there in the pasture.