I went to the local indoor firing range today to try out my dad's .45 to see if I wanted one of my own. As I'm waiting/ trying to find eye and ear protection, I get to overhear part of a conversation between two employees.
Apparently, a woman had bought a gun there (she thinks) sometime in the past few years. She thinks it was a revolver, and it might have been a .22 (which she pronounced "Tu-Tu") and she wanted the serial number. (It had been stolen out of her car.)
When I came out after shooting, I got to overhear that she actually bought the gun at a different store in a different city.
Apparently, a woman had bought a gun there (she thinks) sometime in the past few years. She thinks it was a revolver, and it might have been a .22 (which she pronounced "Tu-Tu") and she wanted the serial number. (It had been stolen out of her car.)
When I came out after shooting, I got to overhear that she actually bought the gun at a different store in a different city.





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