Guns, Democrats, and other threats

Tails of the Gun   Lessons “ I knew it was them the second they walked through the door. You can't miss a giant. I stepped up, and noticing me, the big guy went for his gun, which was tucked into the waistband of his pants. I was already drawing mine. I grabbed the smaller man by the collar and put my Beretta to his head as the big man ran down the aisle, his gun drawn. I yelled for the customer who stood frozen at the counter to leave, and I told my two workers to get down. Using the one robber -- remarkably docile with a gun to his head -- as a shield, I tried to see where the big guy went. He was at the end of the aisle, hiding behind the rack. I was terrified. I knew I needed to be aggressive or this would end badly -- it was already going badly. "If you come out with anything but you d$@k in your hands and your buddy is the first to get it." The man I held started to sob. I shook him so he would stand still. "Then I'm going to kill you and send what's left of you to your mother in a paper bag." "I carried a gun in New York City for more than a decade -- back when there were thousands of murders a year and the Bronx led the nation in killings. On at least four occasions, that gun saved my life, and in a couple of instances, the lives of people who were with me at the time. The sobbing grew louder as I pressed the muzzle of the gun harder into the back of the man's head. "And then, I promise you, I will find everything you love and I will kill it. I will hunt them down and I will kill them. Do you hear me?" I could hear the big guy in the back starting to cry. I don't remember what he said, but the next few minutes were taken up by him begging. I told him to put his gun down and come up front, which he did. I tried to hold the two of them while waiting for the police, while the big guy begged to be let go. [Three in the Head cont] Related - Feinstein Goes For Broke With New Gun-Ban Bill Lessons & Laws From Idiots ”