So there I am, innocently munching away on my cheeseburger inside Carl's Jr in Bullhead City, scoping out my surroundings. Sitting across the dining area from me I see a holstered pistol on the hip of a fellow burger muncher. 'Cool' thinks I as I stuff a paw full of french fries in my mouth. After a while the freedom loving citizen gets up to refill his drink and passes by an older couple sitting in a booth --- at which point the female notices the pistol and mutters rather loudly "Oh Dear God!" and damn near squeezes herself down between the seat cushions. Thirsty citizen ignores the fucktardery and refills his cup, then proceeds to return to his seat via the same route. With obvious horror on her face, Cushion Woman squeaks out "He's coming back!" at which point her husband somehow manages a full 360 with his head in order to gawk at the citizen and his pistol (nice Sig by the way Sir). Liberal Commiecouple then begin exchanging seemingly urgent whisperings, with me glued to them like a TV set showing my favorite war movie (thanks for making me let my french fries get cold you fuckers
). Now comes the Grand Finale, as the freedom loving citizen and his friend get up and leave....and ee-gads, the other guy is armed as well! Commiecouple stare with a mixed look of horror and hatred as the two nonchalantly walk out of the restaurant. Tickled as pink (but pissed about my fries God dammit) I watch the old fogies begin to compose themselves and then I hear the man say "There's just no reason for that; that's got to be illegal". I get up to deposit my trash and on the way walk right up to their table, stop, make eye contact and say "If you were so scared, why didn't you run?" Neither one of them answered (gee, they seemed transfixed to the Beretta in
my holster). After I exited I decided to sit and wait in my truck and confirm what I suspicioned. And wouldn't you know it: when Commiecouple came out they got in to their car....with Kalifornistan licence plates.
Welcome to Arizona; Now Go Home!