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simple analogy here...........
version I-in az i walk into bank carrying open, to make my legal deposit/withdrawl. bad guy comes in while im in line and says "ME ROBBO EL BANKO!" bad hoombre sees my open carried pistole and shoots me dead. end of carlos de magnifico el jeffe grande!
version II-i like this version better............carlos de magnifico el jeffe grande goes into bank to do his legal biz carrying concealed under happy happy joyful hawaiian shirt. bad hoombree comes in and yells " ME ROBBO EL BANKO!" carlos de magnifico el jeffe grande pulls concealed carry HK P9s .45 and empties mag on his worthless ass, reloads and empties that mag and blows smoke from barrel. all the lil blonde bimbettes come running up to carlos yelling "your are hero" , mayor of the town proclaims it "carlos de magnifico el jeffe grande day", i get the key to the city, a parade, the bank offers me a 1-MILL-ION DOLLAR a year job, with a company supplied patrickmotosports 917 w/3.8liter, and i ride off into the sunset with my soon to be wife. happy ever after with a notch on my P9S .45!
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