damienrr
Regular Member
I went to BP OC-ing 2C Bert, and when I asked security, they said "Who's Bert?" I said, "No, not Hubert....Bert!" And, security said, "What?" And, I said "What, what?" So security said, "What is it that you need?" I restated "I need 2C Bert about BPs OC policy", and they said "U need 2C BPs OC policy???". I said, "Yes, from Bert!" Then, they said "Who??" And, I said "Bert...BERT!" Security said "Who's Bert?!?!" Then I got mad, and I said, "I told you already I don't want to see Hubert!! I want to see Bert, and if you won't let me see Bert on BP's OC policy, I'll go get MEM!!" Then, security said "MEM?", and I said, "Yes, MEM!" Then security angrily said, "I'm not a Ma'am!", and I said, "I know you're not MEM!" Security replied, "Then why did you call me ma'am?" I said, "I didn't say you were MEM! I said I would go get MEM if you don't let me see Bert!?" And, unbelievably, security called Hubert again, and that's when I had enough. I hawked a big fat lugee on his shoe, farted, and left. I'm going to Cabela's next time.
Wow buddy, I dont know if you should even own a firearm let alone carry in public. Was that suppose to be a joke? I thought a history of mental disorders excluded you from gun ownership.