Kenny's got all the details of our trip to the Crossroads of the West gunshow, so go get his take on the fun. There were 5 of us that met up, shopped, browsed and carroused and then enjoyed lunch at Hooters.
Interestingly enough, in a giant expo center, packed full of rows upon rows of guns, of all sizes, shapes and calibers, and enough ammunition to offset the world's gravitational pull all piled up in the same place, I didn't see a single violent act, either by any of the hundreds of customers or by the nasty, evil guns that the gun-fearing wussies of the world are so afraid of.
What I did see was families and friends, customers and sellers of guns, ammunition, accessories, artisan breads, toys, glassware, jerky and old military uniforms. I saw dads there with their kids and their dads, people of numerous colors and age groups. And everyone seemed glad to be there and enjoying themselves.
I didn't even spend much money- I wish I could have spent much more, but I had a great time exercising my rights as an American, and spending time with my friends.
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