So I did my every two week good deed today and delivered some Starbucks coffee drink to my Mother-in-law.
As my wife and I were leaving my MIL say's: "Who are you going to shoot today?"
So I stand there with a all the blood drained from my face, I look at my wife with a
look.
I thought that my shirt was pulled above my CCO or something, I pull down on the side of my shirt and no exposure.
Then she say's "that gun on the back of your shirt, who are you going to shoot?"
I told her no one mom no one it's just a group that I belong to called COTEP.
