Bleah, Part II

This isn’t random violence, you know. Or maybe you don’t, but I do. When dump truck-loads of hammers fall out of the sky, I’ve usually elicited the attention. I’ll bet I even zapped the Dodge.

Find a way to focus this stuff, then sell it to the Pentagon, man, I tell you what.

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