I'm the guy that was taking a **** in the urinal next to you last night at Rave cinema by the mall.
What I was trying to tell you when I saw you struggling with the chore of keeping your gun concealed was, as you are opening your pants to take a ****, try pushing the pistol up into your armpit and squeezing it against your ribs with your upper arm to hold it concealed under your shirt. I really don't know how in the world that could have sounded like, "just throw in the urinal til you're done".
If it was accidental, you might oughta attend a weapons retention class, or maybe just start moving the gun to another place before ya go ****. Because pretty much everybody in the men's room could tell, from the God awful racket in that porceline basin, what had just occured.
Anyway, thanks for not accidentaly shootin me in the dick.
What I was trying to tell you when I saw you struggling with the chore of keeping your gun concealed was, as you are opening your pants to take a ****, try pushing the pistol up into your armpit and squeezing it against your ribs with your upper arm to hold it concealed under your shirt. I really don't know how in the world that could have sounded like, "just throw in the urinal til you're done".
If it was accidental, you might oughta attend a weapons retention class, or maybe just start moving the gun to another place before ya go ****. Because pretty much everybody in the men's room could tell, from the God awful racket in that porceline basin, what had just occured.
Anyway, thanks for not accidentaly shootin me in the dick.