Know what this is?
Well when I was up visiting her this past week-end, she gave me another one. But this one made it back here on a different airplane: Mine. It went into my carry-on bag and I carried it right out onto the tarmac and secured it in my own plane.
Know what else got carried onto that tarmac and flown through the once-friendly skies?
A Smith and Wesson Model 19.
Oh--and this Swedish Mauser. (Thanks, Aaron!)
Oh, and did I mention the horrible, vicious attack Shepherd in the back seat? Truly I was some sort of airborne menace to society, at least if judged by the standards set by the Thumb-Sucking Assmonkeys.
Not surprisingly, no one was injured or even scared during the duration of my flight. Additionally, my aircraft was NOT hijacked by muslim extremists, overweight union agitators or crazed environmentalists, but suffice it to say that had such an attempt been made, it would have been repelled quite easily as ammunition for all of the above was both plentiful and close at hand.
I even had the ability to open a few bottles in celebration of any post-attacker-suppression. But not alcohol, of course. Not until after the aircraft was tied down for the night because alcohol and aircraft don't mix and I'm all about responsiblity.
In other news, at least two Transportation Security Administration officers at Dallas/Fort Worth International Airport have been arrested in a police sting operation...