When have you come the closest to shooting someone?

[rforsythe]

So the moral of the story is to pack heat because you never know when you may need to bust a cap in a retarded teenage girls ass who doesn't appear to be a personal threat to you, your family or anyone else for that matter? Good thing you necro-bumped this thread for that public service announcement. The number of lives saved are likely countless. I mean that.

That said... Hey don't discount what a retarded girl can do...I've seen some f'n wacked out bipolar people that get on a drug binge, seem slow and retarded one second and will try to rip your head off (not a euphemism) the next. Who knows if she has some lost-custody case in that school and is going to snap the moment she sees the kid. Psych patients can do some unbelievably unpredictable things that you never see coming. Usually it's really funny, but sometimes it's quite dangerous to themselves and anyone around them. Not saying this chick needed a piece pulled on her, but at least contacting LEO about it if the guy felt something was wrong was a good response.

[Jer]

That said... Hey don't discount what a retarded girl can do...I've seen some f'n wacked out bipolar people that get on a drug binge, seem slow and retarded one second and will try to rip your head off (not a euphemism) the next. Who knows if she has some lost-custody case in that school and is going to snap the moment she sees the kid. Psych patients can do some unbelievably unpredictable things that you never see coming. Usually it's really funny, but sometimes it's quite dangerous to themselves and anyone around them. Not saying this chick needed a piece pulled on her, but at least contacting LEO about it if the guy felt something was wrong was a good response.

Stop following me around the internets Ralph!

[Caliber357]

This is a good thread - brings things a little closer into perspective, I've enjoyed reading it. It's good to be reminded of the realities and responsibilities that carrying a weapon entail.

Only encounter I've ever had was parked at a burger drive-thru up in Englewood. About 10:00 at night with my girlfriend. Punk-ass kid with baggy clothing waiting on the other side of the restaurant for someone to get off shift or something - clad head to toe in red colors. I guess it offended him that I made eye contact with him through the drive-thru window, because he jerked his head upwards at me and did the "what're you looking at" pose with his arms out. Then started walking around the building to where we were parked, and headed briskly toward the passenger side where my girl was sitting. Couldn't see one of his hands behind his back. I didn't feel the situation was at a point to justify actually drawing on him, but I wanted to be upfront about my mind-set. So I pulled my Para .14 (stainless steel makes a pretty glint in the parking lot lights. :-) ), chambered a round, and set it on the dashboard with my hand casually on it. (Not pointing at him, but in clear view.) He stopped, smirked, looked around with an expression that was supposed to mean "what? I wasn't coming over there - just wanted to make sure the menu board was in good working order, my good man."

And the fries were soggy... So not worth leaving the house for. :-)

[Bailey Guns]

Few things say, "You better gitcho bitchass back on outta here" like a 14 round 1911. Apparently he knew that.