Yeh. I’ve always had this image that one day I’d be working on the roof, and some idiot would call the cops reporting “man with a gun.”
The SWAT team pulls up with its M60 machinegun and mortar resolution team, spots me on the roof and opens fire to disarm me.
I tumble off the roof into the wife’s rose bushes, filled with about 250 high caliber holes.
A cop runs up and delivers a coup de grace. “Oh my God!” shouts the cop. “He’s got a 14 volt cordless screwdriver.” Another cop walks over and says “He shoulda called a professional roofer or used Stanley’s non-eletric ratchet screwdriver.”
Then we get this headline the next day: “Homeowner Screwed by Government Again.” And the next day the liberal legislature passes a bill outlawing cordless screwdrivers, and names it the sergeantdave cordless assault screwdriver ban.
My name ends up as the focus of millions of cynical aphorisms for next 10,000 years. Not a way I’d want to go.
Great tagline, sergeantdave!