Let's hear 'em!
Here's mine. Today, went to my local shop to pick up my newly acquired lower. To my surprise, there were two women in there and no boyfriends in sight. The woman this story is about, looked to be either 40ish or a hard livin' 30-something dressed much too young for her age. She's on the phone talking at 90dB trying to track down Chad. Apparently Chad had her car and the registration she needed to purchase a handgun. The handgun in question, a "Sweet Bernetta (her saying it wrong, not me spelling it wrong) 84 .380 auto Cheetah." All the while on the phone, she's holding the pistol and waving it around with her finger on the trigger.
After she gets off the phone, she points it at some Browning Shotguns hanging on the rack behind the counter (maybe 6 feet away) and proclaims how she can hit the "G" on the Browning tag hanging on the barrel. Ugh...
Here's mine. Today, went to my local shop to pick up my newly acquired lower. To my surprise, there were two women in there and no boyfriends in sight. The woman this story is about, looked to be either 40ish or a hard livin' 30-something dressed much too young for her age. She's on the phone talking at 90dB trying to track down Chad. Apparently Chad had her car and the registration she needed to purchase a handgun. The handgun in question, a "Sweet Bernetta (her saying it wrong, not me spelling it wrong) 84 .380 auto Cheetah." All the while on the phone, she's holding the pistol and waving it around with her finger on the trigger.

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