Code 3......Code 3......Code 3.....

[Tiffany]

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It was a couple of Saturday nights ago that I was sitting in the bar enjoying a beer unwinding after a nice party with Coco when over the loud speaker comes, "Code 3.......Code 3.......Code 3....."   Well I drop on the floor and get under a table, position a couple of chairs in front of me and reach for my 9mm.  But atlas I had complied with the sign at the front door and left it in the car.  So now I am thinking I am going to get killed in the cross fire and not even get a shot off in self defense.

The Green Door flys open and out comes JR and a few other lovelies and some one says, "Seattle what are you doing on the floor" and I mumble something like,  "Its a 'Code 3', WTF does that mean?"   Oh they just want more girls to show up on the floor.   Now didn't I look like a dumb ass!