To show how much I care about you (the thief), I've decided to forewarn you about what you will face if you try to enter my home without my consent.

Let's assume that you are a stupid thug, because that is what you are despite what your mama or your peeps tell you. You selfishly want what I have, and I take umbrage with that attitude (Ask your probation or parole officer what that means.).

Let's assume, for a moment, that you actually succeed in violating my living space. As unlikely as that would be, I'll grant you the benefit of the doubt. Keep in mind that I am retired, so the chances of my being home are great. Oh, I could be at the range again, honing my shooting skills, but do you really want to chance it, fool?

My weapon of choice for the home is a Smith & Wesson Model 10. At the top left is a photo of what may be the last thing you will ever see, except you'll see it with the business end aimed at your center mass. It's light in weight, double-action, and extremely accurate when I am the shooter. The ammunition I like to use is Magtec, 150 grain, hollow point. I like the way they enter the body cleanly, expand, and tear up your guts (If you have any).

Shortly after you invade my home, you will immediately feel (unless you are hopped up on something) excruciating pain in your chest area. This is known as having a bullet enter your torso and perhaps exploding your heart. With any luck, you will have an exit wound as well, but probably not. You'll settle for fragmented lead in your chest, right?

If you are still alive, I may resolve that you to continue to be a threat to my life. Fortunately, my gun has more bullets in the cylinder ready to make certain you are stopped. When I'm content that you are no longer a problem, I'll call 911, and request aid for you. There will be a big hubbub with police and paramedics all over the place, but I doubt you'll be aware of it.

The Second Amendment is very important to me. It's too bad that we won't have a chance to discuss it.