Posted: 2/6/2010 5:57:08 PM EDT
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I just have to tell the membership what happened today at Wally World.
They are starting to sell ammo again and I wanted to pick up a few hundred rounds... and as always there is no one at the counter... have to hunt someone down and get a page going. Head back to the counter to wait. I see a gal coming so I smile and act all pleasant, then before I can even get a word out of my mouth about what I'm wanting from behind the counter, two dark colored americans of the african persuasion walk all over me, and start barking about wanting some shotgun shells. At this point the nice gal says she's waiting on me and will be right with them in a moment. And like they didn't even hear her they start in again with "Yo... we be look for shom shotgun shells... where day be? ... you know, real loud with the ebonics... anyway I tell the gal to go ahead and point them in the right direction thinking I didn't want to have to deal with them. So the young lady behind the counter asks what kind of shell they need... "Wezz don no...." Young lady, Well what are you hunting... "Nutin" Well what size shells do you need 12, 16, 410... what? "hey lady...wezzz don no nutin about no size and sh!t... weez jus wan da shells" By now I'm starting to get the old antenna buzzing and the warning bells are starting to go off... I'm thinkin what the ... she asks them something else about the shells and I'm starting to get real nervous when the say " weez jus wan da gunpowder!" At this point the young lady and I just look at each other ... and I know what she is thinkin and I know what I'm thinkin.... when she says... you should just go to BassPro and buy some gunpower there....duhheeee... I look at her to say, WHAT DID YOU TELL THEM THAT FOR? They turn to leave and I just have to ask... "Have you guys handled gun powder before... they look at me and say "Nope" So I say... well make sure you put some 7-UP on it... the lemon/lime helps stabilize the nitrocellulose compound. They turn to walk away and I hear them talking about getting some chips while they are in the store and the other one says... "Ya an da haz 7-UP here to!!!" 
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True story.
I was at a local gun shop looking at some 1911's. Two black teenage kids come in. "We needs some bullets". "What kind?" asked the clerk. "For an AK". "What caliber?" asked the clerk. "For an AK." "Ok..." says the clerk... and gets a box of .30 cal bullets (not cartridges). "Anything else?" :-) |
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Your tale of caution has a few holes
1. The employee that came to the sporting goods counter actually knew something about what she was selling. This never actually happens. 2. An employee actually showed up to the sporting goods counter after you asked for one. That never happens either. 3. The employee knew where gunpowder could be found. 4. Your tale assumes that the 'terrorists' in question would be old enough to purchase ammunition without the clerk questioning their age, but they would be unfamiliar with concepts such as shotgun shells and gunpowder needing to be dry. 5. Your tale also involves you speaking to these underprivileged members of society and them responding in some manner OTHER than telling you to fuck off |
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Your tale of caution has a few holes 1. The employee that came to the sporting goods counter actually knew something about what she was selling. This never actually happens. 2. An employee actually showed up to the sporting goods counter after you asked for one. That never happens either. 3. The employee knew where gunpowder could be found. 4. Your tale assumes that the 'terrorists' in question would be old enough to purchase ammunition without the clerk questioning their age, but they would be unfamiliar with concepts such as shotgun shells and gunpowder needing to be dry. 5. Your tale also involves you speaking to these underprivileged members of society and them responding in some manner OTHER than telling you to fuck off Ahhhh.... That's funny stuff right there! Nice rebutal |