Friday, May 5, 2006
| Note: Any "blank" ammunition loud enough to sound like a gunshot and bright enough to provide muzzle-flash can also be deadly at close enough range. Elf is just outside that range, such that the muzzle-flash is blinding, and the report deafening, but the column of expanding gas is not driving bits of the officers' foreheads into their (rather tiny) brains.
That's awfully considerate of her.
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Transcript for Friday, May 5, 2006
Narrator: Elf fires one round each into her opponent's faces.
Narrator: These are the rounds she successfully smuggled into the studio.
Rent-A-Cop: I'm alive?
Narrator: Stage blanks.
Narrator: Real fists.
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