Oh, in a regular battle or something, I'd much rather be on the side which has guns, rather than the side which has rocks.
My bias comes from a terrifying incident in my own life when an ex-boyfriend went psycho on me and tried to strangle me with his bare hands. That boy didn't need a gun - no siree. I almost ate the big cookie that time.
Although, then again if he'd had a gun I might not be here for sure. I can see both sides of the question, I guess.
I feel so sorry for Brenda. She must have been absolutely terrified. And I wonder if she'll ever be able to work again after her injury. I feel scared just having been the next door neighbor.
