In the hopes that St. Nick soon would...errrr...be... WTF...?
If there are any squaddies out there that can get me a box of pineapple hand grenades I would really appreciate it. I would take them down to the dump and throw them at the piles of garbage just to watch them explode and laugh like a loon! Some kids never grow up.
I suppose I shouldn't be too hard on myself. When I was a kid I wanted a machine gun too - but the thought of reloading shells for that beast, and blapping off the lot in a few seconds... just doesn't appeal to this old geezer any more. It would be fun to frighten the liberals and panty waists though.
Hmmmmm. I'm kinda thinkin' I am gonna end up with a lump of coal again. There is no justice.