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Well, since it was brought up,I'll tell ya'll what happened to me about a Month ago, went to Eat Mexican Food, it wasn't long before I felt and heard that familiar lower stomach Bubbling flushing sound, Oh yeah!!!! Know what that means, so I found the Handicapped stall open, Yes!!, Latched the door shut, took my glock 19 off, didn't want it hanging down to the floor, so I started looking for a place to set it, no railing, the toilet paper holder box was round, so I laid it ontop my legs as I sat there donating my share to the sewer system, all the sudden, this kid comes walking up to the stall and start yanking on the locked door, you'd figure if it didn't open, that meant it was locked, I told this kid "I'm in here, go away", he kept pulling on the door, the Latch fell off to the floor, the door opened, I tried to hide the weapon, no Luck, this kids eyes went wide and he took off running, All I kept saying was, "Oh Crap, Oh Crap", when I moved, my Glock fell off into the Camode, I fished it out of all the "stuff", couldn't wash it off at the sinks, so I flushed the camode, and used that water to wash the weapon, washed the Mag, then pulled the slide back and run water thru the barrel,I really hated doing that, but didn't see a choice, that camode was really crappy, dried it all off and strapped it back on, I finished eating, didn't say a word, didn't see that kid either. I got home quick and tore down that Glock, cleaned it good, and oiled it good to.
Hey, It don't stink either.