"Check your weapons at the door." A pretty standard sign in Texas bars. Now it looks like one of the patrons will be taking one of those signs with him to DC.
The shooting is over. No more trial balloons to pop. No more clay pigeons to scatter. The firecracker in Maryland has cried uncle. The short stick of a man in Florida holding all the president's men hostage stopped short of taking the job himself.
Short of an abused nanny in the closet or some overly optimistic tax returns filed without the help of H&R Block, we have a winner.