mike benedict
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The other night I was in my basement shop making holsters when I heard noise from upstairs. Which is real unusual since I live in nowhere deliverence Georgia.
I when up stairs and searched the house (cause I don't lock the doors) in my best super secret ninja squirrel style. After clearing all the rooms I went back to work and wrote it off to a stray dog on the porch. A minute later I heard more noize this time at the front of the house. So I stealthly snuck out the back door and rounded the corner with my 3" model 64 S&W only to locate my buddy Claude with a 6pack trying to find me.
Good thing I did not shoot him, he might have dropped the beer and broke the bottles.
Mike
I when up stairs and searched the house (cause I don't lock the doors) in my best super secret ninja squirrel style. After clearing all the rooms I went back to work and wrote it off to a stray dog on the porch. A minute later I heard more noize this time at the front of the house. So I stealthly snuck out the back door and rounded the corner with my 3" model 64 S&W only to locate my buddy Claude with a 6pack trying to find me.
Good thing I did not shoot him, he might have dropped the beer and broke the bottles.
Mike
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