One of those bizarre exhibits did the deed.
25,000 Polly-tishuns shot to pieces in a Convention hall? Where is that Chippendale chair when you need it today?
Gee … and I thought were were going to see an elongated fly with an Albert Einstein face, almost going the speed of light.
Good point. I forgot it was distilled. I’m more of a wine drinker … totally different. Wonder where the “sweetness” sensation comes from … and the extra alcohol.
I would imagine that the bourbon on the road trip was constantly stirred by the motion of the transportation. Stirring circulated the nutrients for the fermentation process more efficiently than those needed for fermentation in the stationary bourbon.
Not silver … ceramic. Recycled from the space shuttle heat shields.
Hilarious exchange of replies! Thanks everyone!
Won’t be fast enough … not for Tracy, who is a very seasoned marksman with years of combat experience. Sparky and his gang are just amateurs. They will cut and run when the antenna fragments start flying.
Wonder if he can melt 9mm bullets moving at 1500 fps.
Well, wait till buzzbrain sees how earth greets domination freaks.