I live in IL and since it unfortunately includes Chicago, I nominate this one instead:
Abraham Lincoln wasn’t born in Illinois.
“Abraham Lincoln wasn’t born in Illinois.”
Yep, they goofed that part up.
When people ask anything about the gun culture of Arizona, I start by telling them that to begin with, the State Flower is a Glock 19.
I live in IL and since it unfortunately includes Chicago, I nominate this one instead:
In Maryland, you might as well make your selection from Baltimore, its most populous city. In Baltimore, that gun would be the fit-in-the-palm-of-your hand semi-auto in nine millimeter. Of various makers but Keltec is common. This weapon has no permanent owner or home but it frequently sound behind a loose brick of the wall of a corner rowhouse in a micro ghetto controlled by a certain gang. After one of the gang members uses the pistol to perforate the body of a member of another gang or an unfortunate teenager who vocally abused (called “dissing”) a member of the shooter’s gang or the shooter’s mother or grandmother or baby-mamma, the weapon is often deposited under a storm drain grate or behind a loose brick in the wall of another rowhouse. The weapon is probably registered to some suburban white guy or the gun shop where it was originally shipped. When the police inevitably find the gun, it almost whispers to the cops “I dindu nuttin.” Rarely are its shots fatal.