tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406088964942152547.post7761014609918467520..comments2024-03-28T02:52:07.756-04:00Comments on The Abode of McThag: This GuyAngus McThaghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09295013525738248801noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406088964942152547.post-48085628024029752832021-02-20T10:20:41.679-05:002021-02-20T10:20:41.679-05:00That's one serious possibility; the only other...That's one serious possibility; the only other one I can think of is the enemy decided to prioritize sane targets. The more I think about it, the more likely that sounds to me. Put yourself in the other guy's shoes: you've got one shot before the bad guys see where you are. Do you shoot the guy carrying a giant teddy bear, the guy in the wedding dress, the guy with fairy wings and two rifles, or the one guy in normal clothes who might actually know what year this is <b>and</b> what planet we're on?<br /><br />Okay, I was more than half joking when I came up with that, but now it's my serious answer. Think of it as evolution in action, assisted by not-actually-stupid people noticing who gets shot first. Now make your choice: do you want a sucking chest wound, or to wear a swim fin for a hat? I don't like either option, but I damn sure have a preference. Also, they sell swim fins in pairs, and I don't really need both of them.Fuzzy_Geffnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1406088964942152547.post-35174493950193508152021-02-19T10:10:12.889-05:002021-02-19T10:10:12.889-05:00Or maybe he's just a lucky SOB? Who knows?Or maybe he's just a lucky SOB? Who knows?<br />SofwareJanitorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10511295863793065111noreply@blogger.com