had an incident today that added a whole new aspect to carrying a firearm,
"Anger Management"! I encountered someone who really needed a good old fashioned
A$$ whoopin" I mean he needed it bad! And just as I started to administer said whoopin'
I realized I was armed. I was in no way in fear for my life, I just wanted to beat some
respect into this guy. That was some of the hardest steps I have ever taken when I walked
away from him. I guess this ended the best way but I sure wanted to knock him around
some.