First Day Of School In Chechnya. Trapper Keeper? Check. #2 Pencils? Check. Bag Lunch? Check. Ammo? You Betcha
I don’t know much, but I know for a dead certainty that this guy’s kid is getting an “A” in everything, whether he shows up or not.
While The BSBFB Heartily Approves Of Weaponizing Ping Pong Balls, We Fear Sigmund Freud Might Have Something To Say About Pulling That Lever Furiously While A Shower Of White Spheres Pours Forth
They’re Not Ready For Society To Collapse Yet, But If It Just Sort Of Slouches, They’re Your Men
Me? I’m more of a slave Leia sort of a futurist. You guys can go ahead and knock yourselves out with the R2D2 angle, though.
(Thanks to Teman at Ethereal Land for sending that one along)
And Remember. Haff Nise Dey
Officially, it’s not a tank. But what do I look like, an official? Someone loaned FPS Russia a tank! Of course, he knows what to do with a borrowed tank. Make it into a potato gun:
M18 Hellcat. You know, if Buick still made these, they’d wouldn’t need a bailout. It goes 60 mph, and merging onto the highway would be a snap. Who, exactly, wouldn’t yield? A nice, economical commuter.
(Thanks to friend of the BSBFB Gerard at American Digest, who needs one of these to commute in Seattle. Prius — er — pry us out of here)