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Rarely if ever used in international conflicts but perhaps that may change, the WOVMD can be adjusted to produce varying levels of projectile rebuke from the 'Gentle Tap' setting to the more extreme 'Prod'. Each shot is accompanied by a very loud 'Ahem'.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/.25_ACP
In more recent years, most pistols available in .25 ACP are also available in a more effective calibre.[1] [normzone, Aug 30 2012]
ok, so it's not a gun...
http://sj.sunne.ws/...lar-in-cinnaminson/
[xandram, Sep 01 2012]
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That's like the English Gentleman's machine gun, it goes, "bam, bam, bam..sorry about the noise...bam, bam, bam...oh, are you badly hurt, I'm so sorry, let me lend a handkerchief...bam bam bam" etc |
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You know what they say about a .25 caliber... |
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"If you ever shoot me with a .25 - And I find out about it..." |
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50 LASHES WITH A WET NOODLE! |
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Or like a spitting cobra, but with tap water and saliva at the opposite extremes of liquid projectile type of intensity! |
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A bomb that goes off and leaves behind a new school or hospital. |
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Knocking at the door again? And nobody there! I'll never finish watching this movie! War is hell... [+] |
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'The very reading of this sign has caused you to waste time, contribute to further entropy, and age without contributing anything useful.' |
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A device operated from an orbital platform that descends and gives a chinese burn to the victim, or victims... |
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+ Don't forget the slapping of the hand with a ruler! |
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Perhaps it could just look at people funny. |
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xandram, that would be "extreme" WOVMD. Ouch. (+
for the idea.) |
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No, no, not the comfy chair! |
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A ricin soaked pellet at the end of an umbrella would be forbidden, but the umbrella itself...that has possibilities. Imagine battle lines of soldiers in their bright and fanciful uniforms, each wielding an umbrella with remarkable skill, sometimes opening it to use as a shield, then abruptly closing it for a athletic lunge. "Sorry!" they would cry as they bruised their opponent's chest. Then "I bet your pardon!" after a poke to the eye. |
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Or something that alters the ingredients of every pizza the target eats, to make it tasty, but not quite as a tasty as it could be, while arranging the mozzarella to say "We know what you did".... |
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