QuarterBoreGunner
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…I would try and find me a Texas girl.
Bear in mind that this occurs in San Francisco, and I have a CCW…
So last week there is a new girl hired for my department. In the middle of the week, her boyfriend is working late and my wife is out to dinner with her New York people, so we decide to go have dinner and a drink.
While stepping off a curb in Union Square she trips and I reach out to help her and she puts a hand right on my hip. Right on my Glock 30 in fact.
“Is that a gun?” she says…”Uhm… yeah, but don’t freak out, I have a CCW and it’s all legal…”
Here’s the cool part.
“It’s ok” she says “I’m from Texas”
“So what is it? A 1911?”
“Uh..no, a Glock 30 .45”
“Cool…let’s go eat.”
I love California, but seriously, Texas girls rock.
Bear in mind that this occurs in San Francisco, and I have a CCW…
So last week there is a new girl hired for my department. In the middle of the week, her boyfriend is working late and my wife is out to dinner with her New York people, so we decide to go have dinner and a drink.
While stepping off a curb in Union Square she trips and I reach out to help her and she puts a hand right on my hip. Right on my Glock 30 in fact.
“Is that a gun?” she says…”Uhm… yeah, but don’t freak out, I have a CCW and it’s all legal…”
Here’s the cool part.
“It’s ok” she says “I’m from Texas”
“So what is it? A 1911?”
“Uh..no, a Glock 30 .45”
“Cool…let’s go eat.”
I love California, but seriously, Texas girls rock.