…a fully functional trebuchet. My initial concern was where I was going to store it. When I mentioned it to my girl she informed me of another concern, what would the neighborhood civic society think of our owning, and housing, siege weaponry? What would the police have to say? (Most of her family is in law enforcement.)
At that point I was quite disheartened. I do have a hair trigger, especially when it comes to nosey neighbors, and having such a weapon would surely exacerbate the issue.
But on the other hand, I’ve the right, set out in the 2nd Amendment, that allows me the right to “keep and bear arms.” Moreover, we all know the larger and more destructive the weapon, the more a deterrent the weapon is. Such peace keeping attributes mean I would be foolish not to accept such a gift. A man’s home is his castle, and if a man wants to protect it with a trebuchet and cauldrons hot grease, then he should not only be allowed to do so, but encouraged, though tax breaks, secret society memberships and whores.
Besides, with Halloween right around the corner, how cool would it be to send flaming pumpkins into the night? The kids would love it!
Hmm…
