It seems a guy drives through a stop sign or whatever and gets pulled over by a local policeman. The guy hands the cop his driver's license, insurance varification, plus his concealed carry permit.
"Okay, Mr. Johnson," the cop says, "I see you have a CCW Permit. Are you carrying today?"
"Yes, I am," says Mr. Johnson.
Well then, better tell me what you got.
Johnson says, "Well, inside my coat pocket, I have a .357 Mag. revolver. There's a 45 semi-auto in the glove box and I have a Ruger .380 in my right boot."
"Okay, says the cop, "Anything else?"
"Yeah, back in the trunk there's an AR-15 and a shotgun, but that's about it."
"Mr. Johnson, are you on your way to or from a gun range?"
"Nope."
"Well then, with all that weaponry, what are you afraid of, Mr. Johnson."
"Not a thing, officer." :smiley_blink:
"Okay, Mr. Johnson," the cop says, "I see you have a CCW Permit. Are you carrying today?"
"Yes, I am," says Mr. Johnson.
Well then, better tell me what you got.
Johnson says, "Well, inside my coat pocket, I have a .357 Mag. revolver. There's a 45 semi-auto in the glove box and I have a Ruger .380 in my right boot."
"Okay, says the cop, "Anything else?"
"Yeah, back in the trunk there's an AR-15 and a shotgun, but that's about it."
"Mr. Johnson, are you on your way to or from a gun range?"
"Nope."
"Well then, with all that weaponry, what are you afraid of, Mr. Johnson."
"Not a thing, officer." :smiley_blink: