Just In Case You Think I'm Bullshitting...

...or some kind of lying-ass pussy, you should frisk me and search my car.

I am never more than a heartbeat away from a deadly weapon. I keep two guns in my car, a sneaky one, and a heavy caliber automatic, each with ten magazines and two boxes of ammo, and a magazine loader...

Machete, boot knife, badass Spyderco, brass knuckles, a two foot steel pipe...my wife keeps an automatic loaded with Glazer's in the diaper bag...

O'course, I'm fucked if a member of the Religion O' Peace snipes my ass from his car trunk while his teenage boyfriend ("...for pleasure, a young boy..." The Koran) sets up the shot.

Get smart, my Bruthas From Anutha Mutha, prepare to deal out death as needed... there is no safe place, anymore.

It's 1 am, you're half kakked, trying to get the waitress to sell you 'jus wun more drinkie', and some fuck-monkey throws in a grenade and opens up with two Glock .45's...yeah, you better be ready!

... cuz I don't want to hear all your whining from that special circle of hell reserved for wide-eyed retards.


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