If someone was breaking in through my front door right now, I'd dart for the walking stick. It's between me and the door, so not creating good distance. But I've played with it a lot, and I'd hate for the attacker to pick it up. But really, there are two knives hanging over the door within arm's length of me -- I can get those on retreat, and the attacker is less likely to notice them and use them.
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Tales from your kitchen suddenly make a lot more sense.
I have no idea what this is insinuating, but I'm going to go make some rice from a tube by bashing it a lot with a rock.
If I had telekinetic powers, which television has led me to believe I can have (BTVS and Teen Titans, I'm looking at youse), then intruders would be no problem, damn it.
Sean, you can kill the mold with the rock.
I'd dart for the walking stick.
The military tradition of the Hefty Stick is almost as long as that of the Sizable Rock. A noble weapon indeed.
But really, there are two knives hanging over the door within arm's length of me -- I can get those on retreat, and the attacker is less likely to notice them and use them.
Unless he's a Leggy fan, and then he'd recognize them instantly.
Unless he's a Leggy fan, and then he'd recognize them instantly.
You don't have to be a Legolas fan to work out they're knives, and being one won't tell you where they are.
I don't think.
If someone broke into my apartment right now, I'd throw Ruby at him.
Nothing spells "surprise" more than a cat hurled at your face, claws extended.
Don't forget the boiling oil. You should ALWAYS keep a pot of boiling oil on the stove for safety's sake.
Ah, STRAW DOGS is such a handy movie for impromptu self-defense in the face of overwhelming numbers, isn't it?
But really, there are two knives hanging over the door within arm's length of me
The ones we sent you?
The ones we sent you?
Ayup. So y'all'd be keeping me safe.