Dr Congo
Not me but my boss...1969 he returns to shitcargo, USA after a three year tour of duty in the jungle of Doctor Congo (i think that must have been before he got his doctorate).
Anyway, Hes waiting at the station for his train, being 5'9" fella looking somewhat bedraggled he gains the unwanted attention of three "brothers" - they decide that he should give them whatever money he has - he thinks differently.
Obviously not realising that a soldier in transit is well within his rights to carry his firearms they didnt see the bulge of his assault rifle in his bag, or, evidently his service revolver holstered at his side.
To quote the man
"i pulled out my sidearm, pointed it straight at the one in the middle and told 'em. dead calm. You Futher muckers (this guy swears like a trooper - funny that) picked the wrong guy to Fuk with, ive just spent three years Killin your brothers in the jungle - I wont think twice about blowin you three away right here right now...so, any you wanna dance?"
I shit you not, this guy IS Harry Callahan in disguise. Needless to say they left him to his journey, probably shit emselves too.

No apologies for length or girth or lack thereof- it makes a change not to feel obliged.
(Name changer aka Mr E Mann, Tue 20 Jun 2006, 10:19, Reply)