(But that's his thing....)

Gadzooks! Obviously I've wandered into a convention of diplomats!

Being an American barbarian (of Scottish descent, which makes it even worse), I own a few handguns, one of which is a Smith and Wesson Model 41 target pistol (.22 caliber): CLICKY, which I use for perforating paper targets. The object is to put a clipful of rounds into a dime-sized group—at a distance of 25 yards. I'm quite good at this. Target shooting is much like golf.

I also have a Walther PPK .380 cal., similar to the gun made popular in the James Bond novels and movies (his was the less powerful 7.65 mm. version).

My handguns reside in a locked safe.

Any burglar who tries to break into our apartment would be more likely to encounter one of these sliding through his gizzard: "Have at thee, foul knave!"   I'm quite skilled in the use of these devices and have some trophies and medals to prove it.   

But as a descendant of an expatriate Scot, I should probably use something like this:    "Hoot, mon!!"

Now, play nice, guys. The U. S. and Great Britain were allies during WWI and WWII.

Don Firth