45 right in my face till I opened the cash register. First real job just out of highschool worked at an old style full service gas station where the cash register was out in the pump islands.

The hole in the barrel looks like the size of a canon when your staring down it in fear your about to be shot.

Cops caught the scum a few hours later passed out in the parking lot of a liquor store after shooting up some junk.


"Maybe we're all happy."

"Go to the sporting goods store. From the files, obtain form 4473. These will contain descriptions of weapons and lists of private ownership."