If I had a rocket launcher...
I'd put it in my attic for, like, 30 years.
She was relieved to get it out of the house. No shit. This thing was a danger. A lurking menace. Maybe a national security incident waiting to happen.
Imagine. Poor old gal forgets she has it. Then one day she's going through a box of old knitting supplies. Some yarn gets wrapped around something. She tugs. Hsssssst... Swooosh. Silence. Distant boom. Horrified, granny doesn't report it. Nor does she come clean when the police, having tracked the trajectory back to her street, come to ask questions about a downed Airbus A340. They leave, satisfied the old dear knows nothing. And she goes about her life. Sweaters are knitted. A skylight is installed.
...But life would never be the same for those five young Muslim chaps who were renting the house next door.
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posted by Havril @ 10:45 a.m. Permalink
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10 Comments:
that last line is gold, Havril, gold!
Couldn't have said it better. Thanks for the laugh!
oh ...rocket launcher...
And to think for all these years I thought old Bruce was singing about a rocket lawn chair.
Chuckah: Thanks. I came up with it over soup at Mendy's.
Cheesy: Glad you think so. The guy I paid to write it had that on his business cards, so I guess it was $27.99 well spent. Which reminds me... Chucker, can I get a receipt please? Tax purposes.
Talk x3: Laugh? At the very serious (and never, ever discriminatory) war on terrorism? Hmmm. What's in your attic?
Procrastinatix: Stub your toe?
Alison: Actually, those lyrics make sense. I know how worked up folks get (and rightly so) about those noisy, polluting leaf blowers. If I fired up a rocket lawn chair in my peaceful 'hood, some son of a bitch (most probably me) would most probably die.
ah , havril, great piece but are you canadian-born?
Thanks, Scout. But I refuse to answer your question on grounds that it might incarcerate me.
i'm sorry havril, you've forgotten we have no rights anymore. please fall in line, follow orders and goosestep. that's step, not poop.
lol , funny story :)
Kay- Soon, dood, soon.
Hey, I just swung by to see if anything's up. Sad nothin' new to look at, so I went down to the David Lee Roth clip and watched for a fifth time.
I was alone. I'm happier, but ashamed.
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