God willing I shall be touring the southeast (AKA: God’s country, Dixieland, the Old South) this fall. Ladies of all races, colors, creeds, and religions who wish to learn how to safely defend yourselves as God and Samuel Colt intended it to be are welcome to schedule classes. Husbands are welcome to attend as chaperones if you fear you will not otherwise be able to keep your hands off me.
I have only one rule: No alcoholic beverages on the firing line.
Love,
Simon
Simon, is this gonna be like those ol’ Western movies where the gal asks the hero to show her how to use a shotgun jus so’s he’ll hafta put his arms around her, even though she’s already a crack shot? Hee hee, look out, Dixieland!
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One can only hope!
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Lucky Dixie chix….Poor East Coast girls.
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I surely hope we can meet one day.
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I second that emotion, Liz.
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Wouldn’t it be fun to gang up on Simon?
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That would be a sight for sore eyes.
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People need to reconsider arming themselves.
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