In a wonderful article, Wallet, check; keys, check; Handgun, check (cute title) our reporter weaved a story laced with side-splitting humor, like:
If you enter a saloon, looking for the man who shot your pa, you’d better be sober.Oh, a "wild west" theme without actually writing the phrase.
And advice like:
A firearm permit also affords you the right to carry other weapons, including knives with blades of 5 inches or more, switchblades and stun guns. But you still have to keep your hands to yourself.Isn't that what a parent would say to their children?
And a final word of caution:
Restaurant tables have been equipped with steak knives since the invention of the cow, and I don’t recall any buffet-line stabbings.Because holding a gun transforms the carrier into a raging lunatic and you wouldn't want them to be angry.
We’ll just have to see how it goes. Meanwhile, it wouldn’t hurt to be extra nice to strangers. The last thing we need is cause to coin the phrase “restaurant rage."
Let's cover that again: Gun owners want to live in the wild west, check; gun owners act like children, check; gun owners are full of rage, check;
At least she didn't use the man-parts analogy.