- May 12, 2001
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So I was minding my own business in a Chick-Fil-A here in Texas enjoying my large #4 with Coke-Zero and large fruit-cup with my daughter and a guy came in wearing a gun on his waistband. It was either a Glock or an AK-47 i'm not sure I didn't have time to inspect it properly. I should mention I'm from the PRK and this is the first time i've seen someone open carry outside of the police and an armored car guard.
My heart began to race and I began to dial my wife to tell her that i loved her one more final time. I thought of the poor children playing on the playground who didn't even reach puberty. I grabbed my daughter and tried to become a human shield for her and pushed her into the corner of the bench seat. She was barely 3 years old. All this for a handful of cash from the register! What has this country become!?!
Then I realized that nobody else seemed to care. The cashier got the order ready and as pleasantly as she was with me gave the man his order and wished him a good day as he walked out.
I started to pinch myself realizing that this must be some sort of dream. This isn't what Bloomberg and Feinstein said was supposed to happen. I was alive, as was everyone else in the establishment. I'm hoping that someone here can help me understand my day because it goes against everything that i've been told and Ive been trying to make sense of it for hours now. Shed some light brothers?
My heart began to race and I began to dial my wife to tell her that i loved her one more final time. I thought of the poor children playing on the playground who didn't even reach puberty. I grabbed my daughter and tried to become a human shield for her and pushed her into the corner of the bench seat. She was barely 3 years old. All this for a handful of cash from the register! What has this country become!?!
Then I realized that nobody else seemed to care. The cashier got the order ready and as pleasantly as she was with me gave the man his order and wished him a good day as he walked out.
I started to pinch myself realizing that this must be some sort of dream. This isn't what Bloomberg and Feinstein said was supposed to happen. I was alive, as was everyone else in the establishment. I'm hoping that someone here can help me understand my day because it goes against everything that i've been told and Ive been trying to make sense of it for hours now. Shed some light brothers?
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