A man with dark sunglasses was walking behind me. I started walking faster. I glanced over my shoulder. Now two of the men were following me.
I quickly got in line at Caribou Coffee, and was soon at the front of the line. I ordered my coffee, and a sandwich, and sat down at a table, awaiting my order to be called.
Soon enough, the men sat down at my table, and took off their sunglasses. I gasped. They were con men from Russia, and they escaped. One of the men brought out a price of duct tape, taped my mouth shut, but I was too quick.
I always carry a loaded pistol for emergencies, and I had a license, so I pointed my mini pistol at the guys, and peeled of the tape. "Leave me alone, or I'll shoot." "Gee lady, if yo gonna do that to us, handcuff us first. Cuz fer all ye know, I coulda shot ya right 'ere."
He grabbed a mini shotgun from his buddy, and shot. It missed me, but the person holding out my drink, threw it down, held out a frying pan, and the bullets bounced off, and killed the con men.
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The Mini Cooper Club
RandomLondon resident Jessica Scopper has divorced parents, after bumping back and forth between them, she gets her drivers license, gets a red Mini Cooper, moves to America, trades her 1,394,295£ for American money, pays for the rest of high school tuiti...
