Pawn Shop Circuit: The Phi Mu Glock
"Another pinned Smith?" I wondered.
Inside, Kenny pulled out a pretty green and pink Glock from the cabinet behind the jewelry cabinet and displayed it underneath the white halogen lights that make all jewelry look beautiful.
"Ooooooooo" I exclaimed, "Pink and Green, just my colors!"
"Yeah, it was brought in by a Phi Mu sorority girl, she wanted to trade it for a guitar," Kenny informed me. Back in my college days I had briefly dated a Phi Mu girl until her mother found out about it, so I was intrigued.
"What kind of deal can you give me, my friend?" I inquired of Kenny.
"Well, with the new paint on it, I would have to say $675." Kenny said.
"Does it come with a box?" I asked.
"No, but I can toss in this jewelry box," he replied. He opened up a rosewood box with mother of pearl inlay, and a plastic ballerina began dancing to the Blue Danube.
"How about $600?" I countered.
"Can't do it Xav, this here s a special edition Phi Mu Glock! Do you know how many of these there are?"
He was right. "What will you give me for this?" I asked as I unholstered and cleared my Colt Defender.
"Three hundred. It's used," replied Kenny. I just happened to have four hundred in my pocket, and the Phi Mu Glock was calling me. I tried it in the Defender's holster. It fit if you pushed hard enough on it with the heel of your hand.
"I'll take it," I replied.
I wasn't nearly as happy to see that old antiquated unreliable Colt 1911 go as I was to get some pretty pink and green Phi Mu Glock on my hip. Hell, I was so proud that I decided to open carry the rest of the day. My sweat shirt kept covering it, so I just went bare chested. Between the hair on my chest and the Glock on my hip, the streets carved an opening before me as I approached. Women were getting out of their cars at red lights to proposition me. When I got home, Ilsa had given birth to twenty black German Shepherd puppies. My buttermilk was now sweet milk. Then I checked the calendar.....
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