They Shoot Senior Finance Officials, Don’t They?
March 18, 2010 in pew pew pew
Oh, what do we do with the people guilty for the pile of shit that is your country’s respective financial situation, especially when your country’s financial situation is the equivalent of a car constructed completely from aforementioned shit and your shit-car has no windows and it’s sitting on cinder blocks in your front yard covered in more shit. And it’s raining, and all the shit is washing away leaving nothing but a Pioneer tape deck and a dead rat in the glovebox WHERE WAS I? Oh yes – YOU SHOOT THEM.
A gun. A hammer strikes a cap, which ignites gunpowder, sending a tiny semi-paraboloid chunk of metal hurtling through the air at supersonic speed. The projectile, imparted with tremendous kinetic energy, rips through the air until it spends its energy on an object intercepting its path. Kinetic energy is imparted to the object, along with heat, and an expanding shock wave, whose rate of expansion is dictated by the medium impacted.
The entire vegetable drawer of my refrigerator is filled with guns. Quality guns, if you discount the layer of Wal-Mart guns on top. Take the Wal-Mart Raven .25 caliber. That’s a gun that says “I dislike you, but didn’t want to spend more than $39.95 on shooting you.”. A gun you’d use on somebody if you couldn’t quite recall their name, or remember why you’re mad at them.
