Thursday, August 15, 2002

...Umbrellas. I think I'm going to get myself an umbrella, and do something horrible to it. I'll turn it into an evil umbrella of DOOM, yes, that's what I'll do.

Soviet spies used to have umbrellas that would launch soy pellets when opened a certain way; highly poisonous, virtually untraceable, a person hit with them would be dead within an hour, I believe. Now that's an umbrella of doom, yes indeedy it is.
Sorry, that was random.

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