This is a story of self control and marksmanship with an itsy-bitsy
shooter by a woman against a fierce predator. What is the smallest
caliber you trust to protect yourself? The Beretta Jetfi

While out hiking in Alberta Canada with my boyfriend we were surprised
by a huge grizzly bear charging at us from out of nowhere. She must have
been protecting her cubs because she was extremely aggressive.

If I had not had my little Beretta Jetfire with me I would not be here
today!

Just one shot to my boyfriend's knee cap was all it took; the bear got
him easily, and I was able to escape by just walking away at a brisk pace.

It's one of the best pistols in my collection!


[Well, that oughta' bring down the level...]

Excellent...............

On 6/28/2013 6:54 AM, jo4hn wrote:

Just one shot to my boyfriend's knee cap was all it took; the bear got
him easily, and I was able to escape by just walking away at a brisk pace.

It's one of the best pistols in my collection!

On Friday, June 28, 2013 9:22:01 AM UTC-5, Pat Barber wrote:
Excellent............... On 6/28/2013 6:54 AM, jo4hn wrote: Just one shot to my boyfriend's knee cap was all it took; the bear got him easily, and I was able to escape by just walking away at a brisk pace. It's one of the best pistols in my collection!

Yeah. Her boyfriend was probably ugly, anyway.

Sonny

jo4hn wrote in
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Just one shot to my boyfriend's knee cap was all it took; the bear got
him easily, and I was able to escape by just walking away at a brisk pace.

Reminds me of the story about the two guys camping in the woods, when a bear tries to get
into their tent. One guy starts putting on his shoes, the other guy says "Are you crazy?? You
can't outrun a bear!"

First guy replies, "Don't have to outrun the *bear*..."

I was sitting at a long stoplight yesterday, minding my own business, patiently waiting for it to
turn green even though there was no on-coming traffic.

A carload of bearded, young, loud Muslims, shouting Anti-American slogans, with a half-burned
American Flag duct-taped on the trunk of their car and a "Remember 9-11" slogan spray painted on the
side, was stopped next to me.

Suddenly they yelled, "Allahu Akbar! Praise Allah!" and took off before the light changed.

Out of nowhere an 18-wheeler came speeding through the intersection and ran directly over their car,
crushing it completely and killing everyone in it.

For several minutes I sat in my car thinking to myself, "Man....that could have been me!"

So today, bright and early, I went out and got a job as a truck driver.


Yeah, I Know. PC Jail for me.

In article ,
jo4hn wrote:

This is a story of self control and marksmanship with an itsy-bitsy
shooter by a woman against a fierce predator. What is the smallest
caliber you trust to protect yourself? The Beretta Jetfi

While out hiking in Alberta Canada with my boyfriend we were surprised
by a huge grizzly bear charging at us from out of nowhere. She must have
been protecting her cubs because she was extremely aggressive.

If I had not had my little Beretta Jetfire with me I would not be here
today!

Just one shot to my boyfriend's knee cap was all it took; the bear got
him easily, and I was able to escape by just walking away at a brisk pace.

It's one of the best pistols in my collection!


[Well, that oughta' bring down the level...]

This was funny when Lew posted it a few weeks ago too.
--
Make it as simple as possible, but not simpler. (Albert Einstein)

Larry W. - Baltimore Maryland - lwasserm(a)sdf. lonestar. org

jo4hn wrote in
m:


This is a story of self control and marksmanship with an
itsy-bitsy shooter by a woman against a fierce predator.
What is the smallest caliber you trust to protect yourself?
The Beretta Jetfi

While out hiking in Alberta Canada with my boyfriend we
were surprised by a huge grizzly bear charging at us from
out of nowhere. She must have been protecting her cubs
because she was extremely aggressive.

If I had not had my little Beretta Jetfire with me I
would not be here
today!

Just one shot to my boyfriend's knee cap was all it took;
the bear got him easily, and I was able to escape by just
walking away at a brisk pace.

It's one of the best pistols in my collection!


[Well, that oughta' bring down the level...]

While we're at it...

I hit the jackpot tonight. Stopped by Cabelas and was able to
buy a case of ammo. On the way home I stopped at the gas
station where a drop-dead gorgeous blonde was filling up her
car at the next pump. She looked at the ammo in the back seat
of my truck and said in a very sexy voice, "I'm a big believer
in barter, big boy...would you be interested in trading sex
for ammo?" I said sure, "What kinda ammo ya got?"

Larry