You Do Not Want A Chainsaw
Chainsaws are for dilettantes. Sledgehammers are for girls in flip-flops. Dynamite is for pikers. Poseurs might take a flutter on an excavator with a demolition thumb, but that’s really a job for old men that need to sit down all day.
No; a real man wants a thermal lance.
4 thoughts on “You Do Not Want A Chainsaw”
Want one badly for lighting my cigar. Once.
That looks like the same gadget James Caan used in the movie “Thief” to cut through a bank vault door. Pretty cool.
Sounds like the honey badger of demo tools.
You know what I worry about? It’s not the firearms. It’s not the motorcycle I ride everywhere in all weather. It’s not the beer, and it’s not the Scotch.
It’s that damn chainsaw. Every time I fire it up, I’m sure that I’m going to cut my leg off. Somehow it hasn’t happened yet — we heat the house with firewood — but someday you’re going to read that Grim cut his leg off and bled out.
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