...it was '91 or '92, i was a just lower cased g enjoying a saturday night at the state fair with the fam. we were at a grambling/p.v. game at the cotton bowl. i recall it was the end of the 4th and everyone was headed to the exits. all of a sudden shots rang out down by the concession stands, and all the people exiting the stands, soon rushed back into the stands to avoid the bullets. when all of the commotion ended, i picked myself up from the ground, looked around and couldn't find my folks. i then noticed i wasn't even in the same section i was when the firing started. i ran a whole two sections over from where my family was.
i say all that to say this, it takes a certain type of desensitized person to see a pistol get pulled, see it uncontrollably fired, and still they stand around to watch what happens next. i learned a long time ago that when s**t pops off, i go into flight mode.
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