Kids just don’t pick up a .50 caliber the way they used to.

Now it’s early development classes and soccer practice. Yep, that’s us, we’re just out here, clinging to our God and our right to arm bears. Someone forgot to tell little Jimmy though that NJ’s not a right to carry state. Not that’s stopped my neighbors. I live where there’s a good chance I’ll be able to survive the next whatever it is we have coming our way, just by scurrying into the nearby mountain area alongside a well-stocked militia neighborhood watch.

But admit it, there’s a little glee in them eyes though—you can see it. Kids are our future.

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