Happiness is being in public next to a snowflake gun grabber like you...with my Sig Sauer P320 tucked into a holster on my hip and you never know I'm carrying.
LOL! So my truck broke down uptown a while back, see... My buddy was busy, and it would have to be trailered home... Well, it don't lock, other than the sawbox, so I grabbed my belt and slung it on (Bowie, axe, .45 Colt at the time) shrugged into my go-bag, laid my carbine over a shoulder, put on my Bailey, and started hoofing for home.
About a quarter of the way through the west side, a cop rolls up. Seems some dingbat called up and said there was an armed criminal making trouble... He sized me up, and I told him what.. So he offered a ride, but I was alright, so he gave me a grin and shook my hand (had to shift the carbine for that)...
He must have got on the horn and told everyone I was just out for a walk, because no more troubles...
But the funny part was the chick who called it in... i know who it was, because she come out and was peerin down the block... When he shook my hand and I went off, here she come to give that poor Deputy a piece of her mind.
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I almost turned back around to watch the show, but I thought better of it rather than stir up troubles.