yeah you are
lolBaby if you time travel back far enough you can avoid that work because the dust won't be there. You're too pretty to be working that hard.
Now I want a trebuchet....
they had one at the Ren Faire I used to play at... ahhh fun & games (but for some reason we wernt allowed to use it to fling peasants )
Every time I hear the dirty word 'exercise', I wash my mouth out with chocolate.
Every time large objects fly through the air in period pieces, "Trebuchet!" rings through my head without fail. It's usually followed by "No, that was a slingshot." So glad I'm not the only one that thinks they're cool
Speaking of a trebuchet...
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“You have your way. I have my way. As for the right way, the correct way, and the only way, it does not exist.”
And that's why I'm here eating HFLC Primal/Paleo.
Trebuchet website? You must have forgotten to put up the linkie.
Hubby bought me a gun one Christmas. He would not hesitate to buy me a trebuchet, especially if I let him play with it, too.
We even have a place to use it...
There's a way to build a mini trebuchet with office supplies, I'll try to find the link.
Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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