

I pulled my leg out of his way and made sure my pistol wasn't exposed.
Mrs. Anygun sensed my predicament and quietly asked me if I wanted to change places. I said no and moved over a tad.
Soon the little PITA consumed my personal space. After about ten minutes of putting up with this intrusion I asked the mother if she would PLEASE keep her child under control. She moved him over to her other side away from me.
It seems that I attract these types in church. I have often had to express my displeasure towards ill behaved kids and their brain dead parents.
I do believe I will use a pocket holster from now on. No telling when I will be faced with unruly munchkins again. I really don't know what would have happened if he had seen my pistol and blurted out the dreaded "He has a gun!"
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