I look at you all,
and I see the libtardism that’s creeping,
while my Glock .40 caliber gently sleeps
I look at the criminals,
and I see they need sweeping
while my Glock .40 caliber gently sleeps
Shhh…AWD is going to share a secret with you. AWD is packing as I write. No need to get alarmed. This ain’t my first rodeo carrying a handgun. I’ve been doing it for years. I know, I know, libtards. I pack an evil semi-automatic handgun with high capacity magazine (not a clip, you stupid idiots) and guess what? Never, ever has that gun jumped up and shot anyone. Nor has it even been pointed at someone. Really! I crap you negative, libtards.
But what a joyous feeling AWD receives when I stroll though the diverse, crime-ridden, downtown streets of Dallas with my Austrian friend Mister Glock sleeping gently on my hip. It’s concealed. No one knows it’s there, nor do they need to. Even as the Big Sexy writes, Mister Glock (I have named him Gunter) sleeps quietly. He’s well trained. He never acts in an irresponsible manner. But when he is awake…ohhhh…what he can do! He can double tap center-mass and put one between the eyes in less than a second. Luckily, Gunter has never had to do that on a real person…only paper. But he is prepared to protect his owner and his friends and family should the need ever arise. It almost did this past summer. I have told this before but for our new readers, AWD will tell the story again.
AWD was dropping off something to a friend who lives in downtown Dallas. The friend lives across the street from a park where a lot of crazy, homeless sumbitches hang out. Why the friend lives there, I have no idea. AWD was wearing a supa-sexy suit and had his supa-sexy F-150 parked on the street. I was waiting on the passenger side of the F-150 when I spotted an angry, dirty homeless maniac coming up the street. He was yelling at everyone who passed by him. People were crossing the street to avoid the homeless nut. That’s when he spotted AWD in his supa-sexy suit standing beside his shiny F-150. He made a direct bee-line right at me. I was thinking, “oh, great!” When he got to within about 10-15 feet of me, he said “hey man, got a dollar?” AWD is a conservative so I don’t give money to people I don’t know. I replied to the angry, dirty, crazy homeless guy with this simple reply: “No, but I have a Glock.” He wheeled around without a word and walked silently down the street. Score one for the Second Amendment! Score one for Texas!
The thing libtards refuse to recognize is the good guys like me are not the problem. It’s the bad guys who commit crimes who are the problem. The way to stop the bad guys is to put them down like the criminal dogs they are. And the only people who can do that are the police (never more than 20 minutes away) or a law-abiding cat like AWD (with his good Austrian friend Gunter).
AWD didn’t want to shoot the angry, dirty, crazy homeless guy. I actually felt pity for him in his sorry state. But not enough to give him my hard-earned money. Nor not enough to watch him shoot innocent people had he stolen a gun and decided to use it.
Now, what AWD loves about Texas is every male in this state (not liberals in the Peoples Paradise of Austin, of course) knows everything about guns that you’d ever want to know, even more. As I write, I’m looking at a friend’s Mark 11 sniper rifle with a 1% barrel. For those of you who know, you know what I mean. These are my friends. These are my people. We are prepared for anything short of a nuclear weapon. When the SHTF, there is nowhere I’d rather be than in the safe, warm embrace of my Lone Star compadres. They are good, law-abiding men. Honorable. But prepared to do what we must to protect our Second Amendment rights.
The law-abiding are not the problem, or the risks, to safety in this country. Criminals are. The left’s desires to disarm the law-abiding have nothing to do with safety. It has everything to do with control. And control of us without our means to defend ourselves and protect our Second Amendment rights is something liberals will never enjoy. Never. Ever. Get used to it.
And yes, my Glock 23 .40 caliber continues to gently sleep.
Since AWD has borrowed from the lyrics of the @#*&, bad-teethed, hippy Englishter Beatles, here is While My Guitar Gently Weeps. Hey, Ringo…try to defend yourself with a Les Paul!