Hubby and I headed out Saturday to pick up a couple of things to take with us to Houston next weekend. (insert SQUEEE!) In chatting with the guy running the shop that day, we learned that he was formerly a purveyor of things that go bang. So the conversation turned to guns and politics, as it so often does. And then the inevitable question
Merchant: So, what do you carry?
Me: FNP 45 Tactical
Merchant: (suddenly wide-eyed and incredulous) WHERE?!?!?
Me: Right here (sweeping back the light shirt which had been serving as cover garment and fashionable addition)
There are certain benefits to being married to the holster-maker extraordinaire.
That is what I mean by the fallacy of the ladies gun. The tactical toaster isn’t for everyone, but there is something out there that is a good fit for you. Go read my wrap up here.
Niiiiiice. Can’t wait get me something in .45. But, I doubt i’ll be able to pull it off as well as you.
I’m pretty sure that was the exact same way I reacted the first time I met you guys.