Is That a Gun in Your Pocket? Page #3

something like that in school,

especially will all

these shootings nowadays.

It is a beauty though.

- Yeah.

- Whee that grip is sweet.

Walnut?

- Rosewood.

- Bet that put you

back a few peso's huh?

- Oh just a few.

- Well again we can't

have 'em in school.

- We understand.

- You young man aught to know

better than to take a fire arm

anywhere without checking

the chamber first.

- I tell him that

a thousand times.

- Kids.

We all good?

- Thanks Eric.

- Doctor said you should be

out of here in about a day

or two at the most.

- I told you that

intersection was dangerous.

- You were shot dad,

you weren't hit by a bus.

- This time.

- Hey Barb.

Hey Otis, hey Stan.

- Sorry mrs Archer.

- How you feeling there big guy?

- I'd be a lot better

if someone brought me my

cheery jello.

- Good lord he's fine.

- I'm so sorry about this.

Lance is not allowed

out of the house

until he graduates.

- I'm just glad he's

not a better shot.

- Got your ass pretty good.

- He just wants to

be like you Glenn.

How would you have felt

if Timmy were over here

and Lance accidentally shot

him with one of your guns?

Or shot himself.

- I would have felt terrible.

- But it's not going to happen.

- But it could.

I wanna get rid

of the guns Glenn.

Everyone keeps saying how

somebody aught to do something

about all those

shootings out there.

Well you know what,

every avalanche

starts with a single snow flake.

Maybe, maybe I'm that snowflake.

- You're just a plain flake

if you think I'm

giving up my guns.

Hunting with the boys

is my only outlet.

- Killing defenseless

animals is your only outlet.

- I don't get a great book club.

- What kind of an

analogy is that?

- First one that came to mind.

- Then how about you just

get rid of your hand guns?

- I love my hand guns.

Hey no come on.

Hun, honey no need

to fight about this.

It has been a rough day.

I will talk to Lance

again tomorrow.

- Lance.

- Well

what did you expect?

- I don't know,

be listened to for one.

- Asking men in rockford

to give up his gun

is like asking him to

cut of his.

- Oh hey Wally.

- Hey Jenna.

Oh I heard about

Lance shooting Otis,

nasty business.

- You know I needed

to ask you a question,

as the mayor.

- Oh wait let me put

on my mayors hat.

Excuse me.

- I was wondering about

maybe getting rid of

some of the guns in town.

- What do you mean?

- Well I don't know really.

I was hoping you being

the mayor and all,

you might have some ideas.

- Well one idea might

be to lock up your guns,

so your kids can't get to 'em.

- Well what if people

forget to lock 'em up,

or what if the

kid finds the key.

Like mine did.

- Well we can't plan for

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