Okay folks! I didn't wanna do it but he made me. Mr. B is off from work tommorrow. So I ask him what are his plans....you know I was thinking breakfast with the wifey or a "meeting in my bedroooooom so girl please don't be laaaatteee!" (yall remember that jam)
But, NO! Mr. B is going with his bff (let's call him St. Louis)to the gun range. Yeah that's right the gun range. Let me stated for the record your honor - I do not have a problem with Mr. B's plans..... Now, I haven't told yall much about Mr. B just yet because I love my man and don't want to put him on front street but, I'm about to park this issue on YOU HAVE LOST YOU DAMN MIND Lane....
Mr.B is somewhat a home body - you know we go out and stuff like that but he is a movieman. He likes to go to the redbox(.com - if you never experienced it. and rent us a movie and we get on the couch and watch it. I really think that he thinks his 7 years in the military classify him to carry a concealed weapon...or maybe it is just this sad, sad day and times that we are living in that has him wanting to get prepared. Now don't think I am hatin' cause I can pack me a piece of steel if I want to but, I don't. I all actually GUNS scare me. Because it is not guns that kill people - it's the finger on the person behing the trigger that kills people.
Everyone know that busybee is into everything and that is my worst fear. You see it on the news more often then not - "CHILD SHOT WITH PARENTS GUN".Now, I am not claiming that at ALL. But, the reality of the situation is just that. Kids are curious buy nature. They experiment and get in trouble for it.
I want Mr. B to do whatever he feels necessary as far as improving his marksmanship and visit the gun range all he wants but, as far as purchasing a weapon and keeping it in my house with me and the boys that is a WHOLE 'notha story... YA heard me!
Holla at your girl -- am I trippin?
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