GTA V: 10 Unfortunate Consequences Of Living In Los Santos

7. There's An Odd Tendency For Ammunation Ambushes

Usually, we live in a world where up is up and white is white. However, in GTA such petty concerns don€™t really apply. Instead, up is Smurf and white is potato, and there are universal laws which govern every Los Santonian (again, I€™ve no idea if that€™s correct, but screw it, I€™ve used it twice now €“ it€™s practically accepted fact) that don€™t really make sense. Chief among them is the indoor gun law €“ if you as a regular citizen enter a gun shop, you€™re not allowed to draw a weapon. I know that seems like a particularly psychopathic concern, but when you live in a place where anyone is likely to pick up a golf club at any time and spread your teeth across the pavement, I think it€™s a legitimate one. But still, rules are rules and you can€™t brandish a weapon in the one place where it shouldn€™t really matter. After all, if you did point your boomstick at the shopkeeper, he€™s got things behind that counter that can take down helicopters, never mind your puny frame. Plus, what with it being a gun, you might want the gunsmith to look at it, as is his custom. But no, this doesn€™t happen, and it€™s not just a rule of etiquette like taking your shoes off €“ there appears to be something in the water which physically stops any city-dweller from tooling up inside the Ammunation€™s stark environs. This wouldn€™t be so bad if it weren€™t for the fact that the people of Los Santos seem uniquely aware of their universal mental handicap, and will exploit the sh*t out of it for profit. So if you go travelling around this wonderful city, you€™ll find entire gangs of armed brigands hiding in view of the shop doors, waiting to provide merry, bullet-laden greetings to those who stroll out the shop with their new ordnance. Frankly, it€™s a city-wide epidemic, and the police should do something about it. You know, if they weren€™t too handicapped by the lavish expense it must take to keep such a service going in a lawless hellhole. Still, bet the property€™s cheap, so there€™s that at least. Plus, woe betide anyone trapped in a shop by a strategically-parked Jeep. Again, the city€™s laws demand you shoot yourself just to get out, because apparently God hates a crawler.