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If I'd had a bazooka, I could have blown a hole in the wall between us. If I hadn't killed one or both of us, I could have asked you, 'What's a nice girl like you doing in a place like that?'
The shot heard round the world.
Thunderstick? ... You actually said, 'Thunderstick?' ... That, my friend is a Winchester 30.06.
(Responding to a sneeze from the audience) Who exploded?
The conversation of bullets.
That Mossberg," Boris said to me, accepting the bottle passed over the front seat. "Evil dirty thing. Sawed off
? sprays pellets here to Hamburg. Aim it way the fuck away from everyone and still you will hit half the people in the room.
A long, loud, and canorous peal of laughter.
A very friendly boom, like a pair of gleeful handclaps.
What's a gom jabbar?
I flexed my wrist, popped a silver needle into my palm, and offered it to him.
'What's this?'
'A needle.'
'What should I do with it?'
He'd walked right into it. Too easy. 'Please use it to pop your head. It's obscuring my view of the room.'
- Kate & Saiman
HB-Shizzle's gonna be honest with ya, okay. To hit these bad boys, you have to have pinpoint accuracy.
thunder booms to the
Ripper in the front, ZZ in the back, Dirty in the mouth.
Through millions of klicks of vacuum to hit a bull's-eye smaller than a mosquito's asshole.
What are you looking at?" I asked ...
"City slicker. What are you looking at?"
"A stupid wookie man-bear-pig who doesn't know how to mind his own business.
Golf. Trying to knock a tiny ball into an even smaller hole with implements ill suited to the purpose.
Basker possesses three kinds of bite: a snap, a nip, and then something like a buzz saw and an angle grinder mounted on a bear trap.
My toe as a lethal weapon!
I vill now destroy de Snickuhs bahs!"-Gazzy
What would Pop-eye do in a tight spot like this?
I think I spent my whole childhood diving out of haylofts with my BB gun and coming out shooting.
rolling eye balls
theatrical groan of disappointment. Szacki
What are you gonna do for a face when the baboon wants his ass back?
What's this "
"A needle."
"What should I do with it " He'd walked right into it. Too easy.
"Please use it to pop your head. It's obscuring my view of the room.
The bullets are useless! And it's dilating!
Prick us we bleed, prick him he pops.
This is real power, real strength! Foolish humans, etch my name with fear! Me and, the name of this gun is <> ... <>!!
Voodoo Beer?"
"In honor of Loa and Boa for chasing away death." "That was a big snake, wasn't it?""It was a seriously large snake ...
It wasn't a bang or a boom. It was the dampest, most corpulent eruption in the history of terminal flatulence.
Image of a girl holding a blaster to a twin's temple. "Remember, bi***. You can't spell 'danger' without DNA."
Blam.
On top of everything else, Boobie's got the clap.
Ol' Shoot from the Lip, we call him.
a walther ppk. you're a james bond fan, i imagine....
dangerous weapon
I'm a little shot that just kept on shooting.
Golf is a game whose aim is to hit a very small ball into an ever smaller hole, with weapons singularly ill-designed for the purpose
Four flips the gun in this hand, presses the barrel to Peter's forehead, and clicks a bullet into place. Peter freezes with his lips parted, the yawn dead in his mouth. "Wake. Up," Four snaps. "You are holding a loaded gun, you idiot. Act like it.
An inflated balloon
impressive to look at but hollow at the core and easily punctured.
'Blasto' is a new game for Sony Playstation. It's an awesome three-dimensional game, and I play the character Blasto who's sort of a Flash Gordon barrel-chested superhero who goes to Uranus and shoots these little green alien Fascist guys. He rescues babes; he goes on wild rides.
I'm not getting much penetration here!" Gibbs yelled.
"Aim for an open mouth!" Walsh barked. "It's their weakest point! When you empty the cartridge, load armour piercing rounds!"
Alan shouted, "For the record, I'm very uncomfortable firing ballistics inside a space ship!
Lumpyface Lumpyhead
Let's go get the slug gun and shoot some cats
Cricket could barely believe her eyes... but when that shotgun went off with a boom, so did the snake. Up until yesterday, Cricket has never seen a snake fly!
If I were to select a jack-booted group of fascists who are perhaps as large a danger to American society as I could pick today, I would pick BATF [the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, and Firearms].
What you mons making all the racket about? You wake me again and I'll put the voodoo hex on you. All you only call me Tuberculosis behind my back now. You want the real thing?" Sergeant "T. B" Tinkerbelle Bettina Jones.
The bullet is a fool, the bayonet is a fine chap.
Sqwaak!" from Fletcher, the environmental crime fighting parrot in The Big Belch graphic novel by Kay Wood.
What's the handle, Zock?
Your hands on a gun butt right now, isn't it? Afraid of me?"
"Just want to make sure I can take care of you."
"Oh, really?"
"Yeah, in case you need Glock-to-mouth-resuscitation.
It could be ... Giant Baba!
When you kill with your bayonet, you
German-made Heckler & Koch MP-7 submachine guns with special compact M40 grenade launchers under the barrels.
I sometimes think that when the prime minister tries to select a weapon it is the boomerang he finds most effective.
Zip zop wop boopity bop.
Stop, stop, stop, you're going to poke someone's eye out!
It is an astonishing thing how little the average man in Africa knows about the rifles he uses-it is but a very small exaggeration to say that all he really does know is that the bullet comes out of the end which has a hole in it!
pocket lizard licker.
The bullet is a mad thing, only the bayonet knows what it is about.
Iggy: I'll grab a zebra; Gaz, you fill all the bubbles with your trademark scent. so people are choking and gagging; and let's throw beef jerky in their eyes! Now, that's a plan!
If some thug breaks into my home I can use my roundhouse kick, but I prefer he look down the barrel of my gun.
Sometimes, I'd take shots without aiming, just to see what happened. I'd rush into crowds - bang! bang! ... It must be close to what a fighter feels after jabbing and circling and getting hit, when suddenly there's an opening, and bang! Right on the button. It's a fantastic feeling.
The end of a gun looks very big and very back when it's staring you in the face.
When the bullseye becomes as big as an elephant in your mind, you won't be able to miss it.
Gun pop off like the mouth of Ann Coulter ...
Holy moly Pikachu bolts!
Miz Ellen, what do you carry in that handbag of yours that has enough wallop to knock down a full-grown man? - Dan Landry
As Stephanie and Lula were going after the bad guys, Lula was making preparations from the trunk of her Firebird. Stephanie looked inside and stopped breathing for a beat. "That's a rocket launcher!" "Yep," Lula said. "It's a big boy. I got it at a yard sale in the projects.
...causing her eyes to bulge and her tongue to flick from behind her luscious lips, scaring away insects." - Amok 2015
smacking his fist into
Shoot you down. Bang bang.
bloody nose. Fred,
It fires .50 cal at twice the speed of sound. It will hit him before he ever hears the shot." My mother crossed her arms. "I'd like to see him bounce that off his chest.
Cruddy Mouthbreather
War toys are scary. They have a rocket launcher with a bayonet attached, in case you miss.
The boom, the bang, the flint and fuss.
An ugly blue- steeled Mauser leaped into his hand as his finger curled hungrily around its trigger.
Christ on a Popsicle stick.
Major-General Sir Wilfred Bosher came to distribute the prizes at that school', proceeded Gussie in a dull, toneless voice.'He dropped a book. He stooped to pick it up. And, as he stooped, his trousers split up the back'.
'How we roared!
You've run a lot of risks, and gone to a lot of work, and all to turn me into a bullet for your gun. But I'm a bullet that thinks for itself, and I want to know what I'm being shot at.
A flash of lightning
blatherskate," I
Ree sat chilled inside her squat tent. To occupy her mind, she decided to name all the Miltons: Thump, Blond, Catfish, Spider, Whoop, Rooster, Scrap ... Lefty, Dog, Punch, Pinkeye, Momsy ... Cotton, Hog-jaw, Ten Penny, Peashot ...
Blood! Blast! And Fire
What like a bullet can undeceive!
Don't let the vision be shot through with holes, but be damn sure some of your best and brightest are shooting at it
with bazookas as well as sniper's rifles.
Rhyme to kill, rhyme to murder, rhyme to stomp,
Rhyme to ill, rhyme to romp,
Rhyme to smack, rhyme to shock, rhyme to roll,
Rhyme to destroy anything, toy boy.
On the microphone:
I'm Poppa Large, big shot on the East Coast.
Sarah drops her spent handgun and grabs some crazy-looking lightweight machine gun, the kind of thing I used to believe didn't exist outside of action movies.
"You know how to use that thing?" I ask.
"They all work pretty much the same," she replies. "You just point and click.
bradawl. It was just a blunt steel spike set into a handle.
Buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo buffalo buffalo Buffalo buffalo.
Did the barrel aim so that eh eye could fire?
I look down at the gun. It's jammed. Stupid semiautomatic piece of crap.
No spark, no boom.
No, it's a Bb. It looks wrong and it sounds wrong, but it's right.
The first thing I noticed was the gun in his hands, and it wasn't the sort of gun a beginner carries around with him. A big dull black German Mauser 7.63. One of those economical guns; the bullet goes clear through three people at once.
OMFGEIGHTPOUNDBABYJESUSONAPOGOSTICK WHAT?
Stuka dive-bomber and the tank.
Got that gun?" Peter says to Tobias. "No," says Tobias, "I figured I would shoot the bullets out of my nostrils, so I left it upstairs.
Eierkopf. Egghead. Because the big double-domed empty heads break so easily ... in the street brawls.
To snap head shots while he throws one hand back