Have you met TDC? He's our resident mall ninja. Everything he owns is black and has at least one serrated edge suitable for cutting small aircraft in half. Lengthwise.
Rumour has it that he once burned a jacket that his own mother (who lives above him) gave him for his birthday because:
A. the snaps weren't "tactical", and
B. birthdays aren't "tactical".
He can be safely ignored, unless you want to be told that all of your problems (accuracy, speed, marital, mental, physical) come down to trigger control and that you should never buy anything but a Glock. (This includes food, and shiny things for your significant other.) We don't know how TDC is going to reproduce, but the fun factor around here is going to take a nosedive when he finally collapses under the combined weight of his surplus ballistic plates and Cheeto/Coke diet.
Now, what exactly was it you were looking for?