The best kind of revolutionary photographs are the ones so grainy and careworn that it is impossible to date them accurately. Here, two militia-members plan the overthrow of some localal-tarda sleeper cell, the terrorista of neighborhood toilet papering, or just putting road cones in Morty's driveway at 3am.
The Kreton Militia is everywhere...and nowhere...and dangerously stupid.
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Remember that scene in the Pawn Show basement from Pulp Fiction?
BUTCH
What now?
MARSELLUS
What now? Well let me tell you
what now. I'm gonna call a couple
pipe-hittin'...people(edited for content, this is a family blog), who'll go to work on homes here with a pair of pliers and a blow torch.
(to Zed)
Hear me talkin' hillbilly boy?! I
ain't through with you by a damn
sight. I'm gonna git Medieval on
your ass.
Well, it looks like Marsellus made that phone call.....and these were the men he called.
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