Sorting Out the Sheeple

You're a woman--maybe even a lady. Walking to your car in a subterranean parking structure, you round the fender and find a hulking, leering troglodyte crouched beside your car door. He rises. grinning, with a length of clothesline and a roll of duct tape in his hands. At that instant, you have your choice of one of three vehicles to pull up beside you...[More]
Carl S reminds me of a column from several months back by a GUNS Magazine colleague. Good stuff.

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