Beer between the legs and shotty in the window rack.
Salad days my youth was.
We used to go park in the high school parking lot with guns in our pickup gun racks.
Nobody said a thing to us.
Dove and duck hunting before and after classes.
What we carried in our trucks back then to high school would get a response from the SWAT team TAC Unit with the chopper over head and street blocked off in a 1 mile radius nowadays .
"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."
