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Tensas, Louisiana | A couple years ago I pulled into a fast food line and noticed a feral thug in a sweatshirt loitering nearby. It was 95 degrees. Seemed odd. When I pulled to the order panel, I turned my mirror out so I could see him. Sure enough, he was approaching my window with his hands in the sweatshirt pockets. I poked the barrel of a little pistol I carry over the windowsill (not at him) and said sternly, "We don't have to do this!" Man, he lit outta there like he was shot from a gun. I don't know what his intentions were. Don't care. I'm not risking it. Would I have shot him? If he had pulled those hands out with a weapon, you betcha. I'm sure glad he didn't. Prolly still be dealing with papers and lawyers. | |
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Conceal carry firearm
