Those clowns would stain their pants if they ever saw a toy water pistol. None have a clue as to the meaning of the term, “AR.”
I was returning form a coyote hunt with one of my offspring. We had been way out in the outback. When we got to the nearest town to the highway, we stopped at the gas station/convenience store to offload and get some snacks. I never leave my vehicle unmanned when there are guns in it. So I stayed with the gas guzzling SUV while my offspring went to the restroom. I took the opportunity to wipe down the rifles and store them is cases for the trip home. About the time I pulled out an AR and started wiping it down a short, mean faced, fat woman with clicky shoes came out of the store and proceeded to go to her minivan that was parked next to me. She looked up as she passed and saw the rifle. Her eyes got big and she did an immediate about face and went back into the store. 15 seconds later she comes out with a duplicate of her firmly grasping the other’s wrist and beat feet it for the van. I will never forget the dual clicky shoes at high speed moving by me. They jumped into the van a burned rubber backing out and leaving the parking lot. My offspring came out of the store laughing and said she came in to the store and stopped the other “lady” from completing her transaction at the register and whispered (in a loud voice) “There’s a man with a gun outside. We have to go!”
Of course the van had Kalifornia plates.
They don’t have a clue - they think that ‘AK’ stands for automatic killer or Alaska... one or the other.