I walk into your shop and quietly and demurely ask if I could buy a firearm, I don't have much money but you agree and allow me to examine one, I ask whether I can test it out, not to actually fire it but to test out my nylons whilst holding it...you seem surprised but allow me, I reach for my bag and pull out a black stocking, tight and patterned this clings to my face, squashing my lips, nose and eyes...aha yes, that's better and suddenly out of nowhere I become this angry, demanding, loud robber telling you to stick em up and that I'm going to rob you...taken aback by this, you seem curi... Show more