Is There A Weapon In The World Big Enough To Give Lester His Confidence Back?

I feel like it's safe to say Lester hasn't been enjoying life much since he killed his wife. This cop Solverson has totally got his number; he's plagued with bad memories of that fateful night; and that piece of shrapnel is going to lead straight to the loss of his hand if he doesn't learn some proper wound care.

On top of everything else, now a couple of other obvious villains have tracked him to his place of work to ask him about Sam Hess because they clearly think he was in cahoots with the widow Hess, and why wouldn't they when they just saw her throwing a leg over his shoulder. How in the world is Lester supposed to feel safe again?

Maybe by borrowing a taser from his brother Chaz? Or maybe by taking Chaz's biggest, most penis-substitutey machine gun out for a little mayhem.

Oh, Dr. Watson. Sherlock was annoyed when you dared to grow a moustache! Imagine if he could see your crazy ass now.