Like any red-blooded, masculine man of the male gender, I love PVC weaponry. You should too. If the concept of heading on down to the local Home Depot and transforming $100 worth of random pipe bits into a killing machine doesn't appeal to you, you're a goddamn pansy. Also, you're probably sane and will live significantly longer than I will. Nonetheless you disgust me, and I take comfort in the knowledge that your obituary will be nowhere near as humorous as mine. For those of you who laugh in the face of hypersonic shards of plastic puncturing your spleen, heres an intimate look at how I've kept myself busy for the past week: building a PVC flamethrower.
Saturday, July 03, 2004
A fool's audience is soon amused
The below quote seems to have been written by a young white guy. Between his use of the term "pansy" and his assertion that he is a "red-blooded, masculine man of the male gender," we note that he seems a bit defensive. Nevertheless, we (lest you think I'm using the royal we, be assured that I mean my condo-approved (yes! It's true!) dog and I) are amused and impressed and may even contribute to the inevitable burn reconstruction fund.
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