Bang Bang. . .

Because having it and not using it is a lot better than not having it and becoming a victim.

I spend a lot of time in and around the ghettos of Jackson, which nowadays, pretty much encompasses the entire town.  And unfortunately, most of this time is at odd hours, the wee hours of morning or near dusk in the evenings.  The perfect time for the scum and scoundrels that wreak havoc here to attempt some form of stupidity on a cracker in the wrong part of town.

The defense loads I carry are Corbon 125-grain DPX hollow points.  These are a mid-weight round with excellent ballistics and penetration statistics.  I figure if some dumb bastard wants to do a little "frontin'" on the man, well, man is gonna have a pretty good opportunity to stop that idiocy with little effort.  Man loves gun.

Ok, get back to work you slackers.  I'm gonna go check out what's going on in the company refrigerator.  I should probably take my gun for that too.  Never know what is lurking behind closed doors.