You are riding down a lonely road, somewhere in the rural South, let us call it "Tennessee." You decide, because you have never seen a horror movie, that you will take the "scenic route," and while you are at it, why not go into the basement alone? We're sure your wife and kids will be just fine while you investigate that clanking noise. But oh, no! Who's a-comin'?
Don’t mess with a grandmother with a strapon.
(1) They're already about as absurd as possible and (2) There's not much left to reduce
Goodness, that Gunniss King is a real Mensa candidate. I wonder if he's related to Steve.
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Dagnabbit.
Keep doing this shit, gun nuts! Eventually we&#039;ll get to the <i>reductio ad absurdum</i> we need to take your precious gunz away.
But please, try not to kill people. Shoot into the ground or something.
If I were a postal worker, I would be very afraid.
Meet Mark Kessler&rsquo;s mother.
She seems nice.
This conjured images of furious Grannie Clampett screaming about &quot;Revenuers!&quot; while waiving her rifle wildly.
Was there any banjo music involved?
I get the distinct impression that rural life in most of the South would make 13 Vend&eacute;miaire look like a street fair.
It could have been a convertible with the top up.