I dated a girl in college. I went home one long weekend and met her folks. A 6'6" 300-plus pound man came to the door, engulfed my outstretched hand in his meaty paw, and said "Hi $firstname, I'm Dominic. You can call me Mr. Mancini. I've got a shovel, a shotgun, and a lot of land."
No, I will not be surprised. I am prepared. I have a shovel. I have a shotgun. And I live on 1500 acres.