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Originally Posted by Old Mechanic
You dream of a midnight mission to permanently destroy your automated torture device, go home and invent a laser to fry that sukah.
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Haha! LOL! I know what you mean.
I remember a story about a small town near where I grew up in PA. Back in th '60's or so, somebody decided they needed a red light at the intersection in town. The local farmers got fed up with it and one day a couple of them went out with an ax and took it down. To this day, they've never put up another light. Last I knew the old one was still sitting in my high school teacher's dining room.