When push comes to shove, I'd rather be judged by 12 than carried by 6.
That said, I will only shoot when backed into a corner with no other options.
My old man taught be to treat my gun like a fire extinguisher. Take every precaution you can so that you never need it, but keep it handy just in case.
At my house they gotta get past two dogs and a steel security door before that's even a factor.
If my crop gets taken, my crop gets taken, but I'm gonna do everything I can to make sure me and the wife are still standing afterwards.
Most rippers seem to be young punks who run as soon as they're detected, it's those psychos who are willing to do a home invasion that I worry about.
Don't yank your crank while someone else yanks your stank....
