Well, sport. No one knows I carry, howzboutyou?
Noone. Once, only ONCE in my life, did I have to draw my C, in defense of my life. And the perp fell prostrate on the ground then the laser was on his forehead, begging for his life.
Don’t know what other proof you need. Like most whiny liberals you run and hide in your closet and wait for a cop to show up to save your sorry butt.
God Bless Jason Falcon. And God save you.
Good luck out there, sport.
And you don’t know how anyone else carries...gun...blade...good luck and God bless.
Calling me a whiny liberal was...well...uncalled for. You wouldn’t know...