Just last night, one of our fellow bloggers, Diogenes Sarcastica, was attacked by a man with a knife. Her gun and her wits allowed her to keep her purse and possibly much more. This is her story:
Last Night after a dinner and a little live New Orleans blues music at one of my favorite Cafe’ and Bars, my two female companions and I were approached by a man wielding a very large knife in an attempt to persuade us to turn over our purses to him. His sense of nervousness told me he was not a professional at this. I raised my purse up to his eye level to block his view as I gently reached under my blouse. As he grabbed the purse his hand was met with a bosom holster warmed barrel of my Walther PPK, and in line with his left temple. His expression was…
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