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I almost spit out my Lean Cuisine 6 grams of fat Mexican dinner today at lunch when I ran across this ad from Cheaper Than Dirt in the Star-Telegram. I've heard of the store, but never been in it. If memory serves me correctly, you can buy all sorts of crap that will allow you to survive a nuclear holocaust or race riot. Ok, sounds fun.
But, seriously, who needs a $10,000 sniper rifle? And is anyone else disturbed about the word "sniper"? What do you do with that thing? If I want off someone, I think I could hire someone to do the deed for less than 10 grand. (And, for the record, I'm not thinking of doing that. Really. Promise. I'm in a happy place right now.)