Clueless

Temujin Felix MacAvity

Consider some guy who got seriously gypped on synapses, who notes that not only are guns the only viable protection, but that "Real Men(TM) Gotta Have, Only A Real Man Can, etc.", and who also goes and notes that the problem with Someone In Particular having three girlfriends---Yes, three at the same time, the three're bi, no, the Someone In Particular is Not three timing---is that as only one man, he, that Someone, is just not capable of protecting the three girls from, y'know, a Real Man(TM), who may decide to Step In, have an interest in that one there, that blond girl over there, someone who bein' a Real Man(TM) may have a weapon---

The blond one does step in closer as the brunette stands there, looks at him .

---Maybe some Real Man(TM) like, say,---

The brunette pulls a snubnose magnum revolver.

---Now waitaminnit---

The blond has her personal pointed razor out and pointing at an eye at a very close distance as the other blond very loudly cocks Her personal semi-auto from easily five feet away.

The nearby blond does a fast frisk and drops a pistol and a couple of ammo magazines on the ground.

The boyfriend finally announces;

"Oh . . "

"I'm supposed to be protective . . . . "

"Ok . . ."

At that point he finally pulls out a large calibre semi-auto, pops the magazine out, pulls the slide and catches the bullet, and drops all that ammo into a coat pocket. Showing the blondes the gut end of the pistol, they both peer into the chamber and then announce "Clear." He then holds up his empty hand, Obviously holding a pistol magazine, which he inserts into the pistol, after which he lets the slide click forward. Leaving the hammer pulled back, he then places the muzzle of the pistol between the mere noisy one's eyes and asks;