Saturday, May 29, 2010

I will protect you

I always carry my gun wherever I go. Nobody will ever rob me, or threaten my family. One evening I was walking in town, I got a bad feeling like something terrible was about to happen, so I discreetly put my hand on my gun. As I did that I immediately felt safe and secure. Then out of nowhere some punk ran toward me yelling something so I whipped my gun out and let him have it. I didn’t kill the son of a bitch but I did cripple him for life. As it turns out he wasn’t running or yelling at me it just seemed that way. The way I see it, this was a good thing that happened because it will make all those robbers and muggers out there think twice because they just might run into someone like me.

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