Well, on the way home from desert shoosting today, I was pulled over by one of the fine officers of the California Highway Patrol.
Taillight out, no biggie.
But it was the golden moment... when he shined the maglight into the back seat... Money shot on the face for real.
Spread along my back seat is 2 large caliber rifles, a shotgun, and a handgun... and near 20 boxes of ammunition. And yes, I have permits for all of them. And they were all locked.
So he looks there, looks back to me, looks back to the guns.. And clears his throat.
He asked if I was carrying any weapons
I probably should have gone to jail, because I am not legally allowed to own a handgun, even though I do.
Dunno, he probably called the ATF when he got back to the station.
Taillight out, no biggie.
But it was the golden moment... when he shined the maglight into the back seat... Money shot on the face for real.
Spread along my back seat is 2 large caliber rifles, a shotgun, and a handgun... and near 20 boxes of ammunition. And yes, I have permits for all of them. And they were all locked.
So he looks there, looks back to me, looks back to the guns.. And clears his throat.
He asked if I was carrying any weapons
I probably should have gone to jail, because I am not legally allowed to own a handgun, even though I do.
Dunno, he probably called the ATF when he got back to the station.