A motel, a maid and a Garand

    After spending the afternoon at a shooting match, Piccolo was cleaning his service rifle in a motel room when the maid walked in and chaos ensued

    Then she spotted me and started to apologize until she saw the service rifle and then her eyes popped out of their sockets and she went agape and slowly backed out of the room. The instant she was out of the room, I was treated to the spectacle of watching her run down the hall babbling away in some strange foriegn tongue that I didn’t recognize, but if I had to guess it was something like Tamel or Swahili or something rather third-world.

    [ Many thanks to jdun1911 for emailing me the link. ]

    Steve Johnson

    I founded TFB in 2007 and over 10 years worked tirelessly, with the help of my team, to build it up into the largest gun blog online. I retired as Editor in Chief in 2017. During my decade at TFB I was fortunate to work with the most amazing talented writers and genuinely good people!