. . . so says sarahk
. . . not so awesome, my daughter was watching a Sesame Street x-mas special, and Bert and Ernie were getting gifts for each other. Ernie got Bert a cigar box for his paperclip collection, and the “politically correct” sirens started going off in my head subconciously. I hadn’t conciously realized that cigar boxes were “taboo”–I wonder how many other things have slipped into the realm of taboo due to PC brainwashing. (As it turned out, Mr. Hooper was in the skit, so it obviously was from the 70s–you would probably get arrested if you sold Ernie a cigar box today).
Gun knives are nothing new. One of my father’s friends is a knife maker, and he let me shoot the knife that had a gun in the handle (he made it himself). One shot only, but oh-so awesome! Gotta be careful that you don’t put your finger over the end of the handle, though…
You also have to be careful with gun knives to not stab yourself.
Okay, now show me a sword that is also a rifle.
//As it turned out, Mr. Hooper was in the skit, so it obviously was from the 70s//
Omigosh, I remember that one, it was done up like the Gift of the Magi, Bert traded up his paperclips for Ernie’s gift and Ernie traded up his favorite thing (rubber ducky I think) for Bert’s cigar box.
Damn, I just totally dated and geeked myself out in one paragraph.
OLD
Final Fantasy 8 had gunblades. Now THAT was cool.
I was reading “Twas the Night Before Christmas” to my twin girls the other night and my jaw dropped when I turned the page to Santa smoking a pipe and the story talking about the ring of smoke around his head. I had the same reaction.
No wonder they don’t want him around anymore.
That makes the Star Spangled Banner go off in my head.
Now we need to make one that shoots the blades, too… and it has multiple, repeating, barbed blades… and it’s a flamethrower… and it shoots 10-guage buckshot… and the knife blades are on fire… and the buckshot is throwing stars… with barbs… and the barbs are on fire… and have acid… and the whole thing is a grenade, y’know, for when things get desparate…
//and the whole thing is a grenade, y’know, for when things get desparate…//
HPHBA, sounds like yer describing the trade guns from The Fifth Element.