I Promise not to drink when I bring my gun to Denny's

As much as I love the state of Georgia, sometimes it becomes almost impossible. Our state legislature closed its latest comedy club or session with a new law that enables one to pack heat in a public restaurant or stadium. Now let's see, I'm a rabid Braves fan and I think the ump has gone to far for the last time. Or I am really scorched by this loudmouth in the booth behind me who keeps extolling Bush's leadership abilities. Instead of shamefully sneaking away, I can just pull my automatic and put an end to the problem. Justifiable homicide? You tell me. There is one caveat with this liberating law, and that is that you must promise NOT TO DRINK in a public place while packing heat. So I'm going to the Road House in the north Georgia hills, and I ain't packin' heat?! C'mon, dude.