AWD had an interesting experience last week. I wanted to share it with y’all because it illustrates the difference between being smart and being a victim. America is a dangerous place. Some places are more dangerous than others. AWD lives in a very safe town about 25 miles from downtown Dallas. I really don’t have to worry about being robbed or beaten up by a gang of “urban yoots” where the Big Sexy resides. I like it that way. Constantly worrying about being killed can be so tedious. Hell, in my town, I don’t think we even have Democrats, much less criminals. No Dims ever seem to run for office. I mean, why bother?
Here’s what happened. AWD was dropping off some things to a friend of mine and was scheduled to throw the houlihan with another AWD long-time buddy after that. Both friends live in downtown Dallas high-rise condos. I know not why. Downtown Dallas has a lot of diversity due to soup kitchens and lots of cars ready to be broken into. That day, AWD was dressed up in a supa-sexy suit with a supa-dupa sexy tie (you better believe it was all silk) parked out in the loading area on Main Street across the street from a park where lots of homeless wackos hang out. I was waiting on the sidewalk beside my brand new F-150 (you better believe it has air-conditioned leather seats, baybay) for my friend to come down to get their stuff when a batsh*t crazy street person screaming at passerbys headed directly for me. I know I must have looked like a weak MSNBC talk-show host because this guy stopped shouting at everyone and came within about 7 feet of the AWD and said, “hey man, got a dollar?” My response probably saved me a lot of trouble. I looked him square in the eye and said:
“No, but I have a Glock.”
The crazed street thug then turned on his heels and headed the other direction. Did I have a Glock? You better believe I did (and an extra mag too). Would I have put two center mass and one in his head if attacked? You better believe I would have.
I know you libtards are saying “AWD, you’re so evil! Why didn’t you help that poor, crazed, homeless street thug?” My answer to that is, “because I work too hard to give my money away to crazed, homeless street thugs.” Liberals will say, “AWD, you’re just paranoid.” No, I would be paranoid if I didn’t have my Glock. Actually, it’s a great feeling to know that I have 12 rounds of .40 caliber in close proximity waiting to do bidness if I need them to. Truth is, I detest crazed, homeless street thugs who litter downtown Dallas and fill it with crime. This lunatic thought he saw some easy, PC, weak, suburban guy in a suit and a new truck and thought he could get some easy money. I’m sure my answer and the look I gave him convinced him he was only going to get dead if he pursued.
I started thinking how this street thug intimidates those without Glocks into giving him money. And what if this large, enraged thug attacks? Without the means to protect themselves, hundreds of naive people are a few seconds away from being robbed, raped or worse. Not me. I refuse to be a victim.
I must say, it’s a tremendous feeling to see a group of thugs approaching me in downtown Dallas and knowing my Glock is resting peacefully by my side. I’m not looking for trouble but I’m not backing down from it either. Again, I will not be a victim.
If you haven’t taken your wife or daughter shooting lately, do it! If you don’t have a concealed carry permit, get one. And carry! Or you might be harrassed, robbed or killed by a crazed, homeless street thug in your city. Prepare yourself for the worst. It may be closer than you imagine!