We can’t take you seriously as a harbinger of death or the senior customer support supervisor when your belt and shoes don’t even match, Harold.
no secondary grip
snath doesn’t match his wingspan
weird handle wrap prevents solid handhold
blade too dull for mowing down even the Dilbertiest peons
Only business this amateur’s gonna be reaping is overtime pay for a physical therapist.
Dr Phil?
Dr. Kill
I might have some troubles through security gates
I need that
No black cowl? No hand skeletons to point with and terrify? No voice changer with background thunder and lightning sounds? What a gyp.
No black cowl? No skeleton hands to point with and terrify? No voice changer with background thunder and lightning sounds? What a gyp.
When my manager retired, we found at his desk pieces of transparent plastic, once used for calibrating a oculometer, fashioned together into a spear. We now consider it an exotic weapon, and is currently weild by one of our senior developers.
In dealing with business i prefer sickle. And hammer.
