If I lived back in the Wild West days, instead of carrying a six-gun in my holster, I’d carry a soldering iron. That way, if some smart-aleck cowboy said something like “Hey, look, He’s carrying a soldering iron!” and started laughing, and everybody else started laughing, I could just say “That’s right, it’s a soldering iron. The solder iron of justice.”
Then everybody would get real quiet and ashamed, because they made fun of the solder iron of justice, and I could probably hit them up for a free drink.
- Jack Handey. Deep Thoughts, 1992
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