Thanks for the chuckle, Psyfly, . . . reminded me of a Navy incident: S&S patrol caught couple of E3 & E2 dudes up on the Asroc launch control shack, smokin' (probably weed, . . . never found out for sure), . . . he ordered them down, . . . no result, . . . yanked out that old rattly 1911, . . . jacked a round in the chamber and hollered again.
They came down !
Then the S&S, an E5 none the less, . . . marches them back to the quarterdeck, . . . turns them over to the OD, . . . and calmly asks the petty officer there: "Hey, . . . how do you uncock this thing?"
We were in San Diego Harbor too, none the less, . . . 32nd street Naval station, . . .
May God bless,
If you can breathe, . . . thank God!
If you can read, . . . thank a teacher!
If you are reading this in English, . . . thank a Veteran!