NoNukes
Gold Member
Oh, yeah. My parents kept loaded guns in the house. We children knew exactly where they were. Two things kept us from ever wanting to mess with them: they were in my parents' bedroom, which was strictly off limits. We respected that boundary. The other was, we knew if we violated that boundary, or messed with the guns without permission, we'd get our asses beat.
My father was a cop, and we had loaded guns in the house. Did we mess with them when my parents were not around, hell yes? We were lucky that there were never any incidents.