I need a "per-mit" fer that?  Whaddayou think I am, a goddamned dog?  You're tellin' me that I need YOUR PERMISSION to make my own decision about carryin' a gun to protect myself if I ever need to?  Just who in the hell do you think you are?  God??  If you ain't gonna "per-mit" me to protect myself, are you gonna issue me a "per-mit" so's I can die?? 

 

 Look, you scum-suckin' bottom feeders, I have a right to protect and defend myself.  This here fella called God - ever heard of him? - sez so.  And in case you ain't got brains enough t' pour piss out of a boot, there's also this little thing we have called the Second Amendment to this here country's Constitution.  Ever heard of it?  It sez that my rights to own and to CARRY firearms are GUARANTEED and PROTECTED - protected from varmints like you yokels.  It don't say nothin' about no "per-mit".  Now does it.

 

 You seriously oughtta find somethin' worthwhile t' do with your time - while you still got it.  Don't go 'round dreamin' up fool crap like this or thinkin' you can control people with your devil garbage.  You're just askin' for a world o' hurt.

 

 Kindly PER-MIT me to tell you jokers what you can do with your god-forsaken "laws" and your damned "per-mits": forthwith take 'em and very di-rectly shove 'em where the good ol' sun never shines.

 

                                                                  Sincerely,

 

                                                  One pissed off American gun owner

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

© Mike Rapchak Jr. 2/01/09