brings back memories.
years ago ... shortly after i graduated from skool (NH) i went back home to MI (suburban Detroit) for the summer and took all my handguns that i acquired in NH with me.
i went in to my local p.d. to get the guns "safety inspected."
for those unfamiliar with MI law, each handgun needs to be "inspected" by the local LEO. for what, i have no idea, but what it ends up being is a registration process. you get a little green card (for each handgun) for your trouble.
so I'm at the LEO's office after i say hello to the LT in charge, I present my first gun out of the bag ... a clunky S&W 4506 ... and I very distinctly remember him angrily saying
"just what the hell are you going to do with this?!!!!".
i kept my mouth shut but walked out feeling a little flustered.
fast forward to last week in another state.
I'm talking to the chief of police in my town.
Jefe: "hmmm, so you're getting a Knight's suppressor for your Mk23? very nice, too bad our department can't afford them ... we have the cheaper AWC's. The Statie SWAT guys get all the nice toys though. Where do I sign?
Slob: Sir, on the back of the Form 4, in duplicate pleeze.
Jefe: Okay, there you go, enjoy!
Slob: Thank you Sir, may I lick your boots?