Why Grandpa carries a gun…

The quintessential reason why Grandpa carries a gun.

My old Grandpa said to me, ‘Son, there comes a time in every man’s life when he stops bustin’ knuckles and starts bustin’ caps and usually it’s when he becomes too old to take an ass whoopin’.’

I don’t carry a gun to kill people; I carry a gun to keep from being killed.

I don’t carry a gun to scare people; I carry a gun because sometimes this World can be a scary place.

I don’t carry a gun because I’m paranoid; I carry a gun because there are real threats in the World.

I don’t carry a gun because I’m evil; I carry a gun because I have lived long enough to see the evil in the World.

I don’t carry a gun because I hate the government; I carry a gun because I understand the limitations of government.

I don’t carry a gun because I’m angry; I carry a gun so that I don’t have to spend the rest of my life hating myself for failing to be prepared.

I don’t carry a gun because I want to shoot someone; I carry a gun because I want to die at a ripe old age in my bed and not on a sidewalk somewhere tomorrow afternoon.

I don’t carry a gun because I’m a cowboy; I carry a gun because, when I die and go to Heaven, I want to be a cowboy.

I don’t carry a gun to make me feel like a man; I carry a gun because men know how to take care of themselves and the ones they love.

I don’t carry a gun because I feel inadequate; I carry a gun because unarmed and facing three armed thugs, I am inadequate.

I don’t carry a gun because I love it; I carry a gun because I love life and the people who make it meaningful to me.

Police protection is an oxymoron: Free citizens must protect themselves because police do not protect you from crime; they just investigate the crime after it happens and then call someone in to clean up the mess.

Personally, I carry a gun because I’m too young to die and too old to take an ass whoopin’!

 

 

 

Comments

Why Grandpa carries a gun… — 22 Comments

  1. Relying on cops to protect you is like relying on the tooth fairy to provide for you in your retirement. Cops rarely protect anything more than their box of Dunkin’ Donuts in their squad cars.

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  3. Robert- Agreed! Sadly, I HAVE become Grandpa… Literally x2

    Fredd- Now it’s muffins… 🙂

    Phila- Thank you!

    Ed- I wish I could take credit, but the sentiment is true!

    • Gotta take issue with the muffin theory, O. Muffins typically shed crumbs, way too many for the likes of most cops. The only thing that cops really care about (like ‘protecting and serving? No way, Jose), is their uniforms: can’t have blueberry muffin crumbs on those freshly starched blues, now, can we? No siree Bob. That’s why they stick to donuts. And no sprinkles (see above, cops don’t like sprinkles on their uniforms, either). They stick primarily to cake donuts, and if they are really bold (which few are), they may hazzard a chocolate covered unit….

  4. Great post. One that I’ll read daily and pass on to many same minded friends. Many fine points.

  5. Have said the same as most of these, just used a few less words, ‘I refuse to be a victim.’

  6. The last time we had lunch, I carried a S&W 460V revolver…for all those reasons. Why the 460? It closes the deal.

  7. I carry a gun because I’m not going to lay on top of the LadyFriend and pray, I’m gonna ask her to lay some covering fire while maneuver close to put it in the black.

  8. Jack- Thanks!

    Randy- Agreed!

    LL- Yeah, that’s why I gave you the seat facing the door… 🙂

    SPE- Damn right!

    CP- Yep, mine was…

  9. Very well said.Jim. What my grandkids heard. It satisfied them.