You are genious I tell ya, PURE GENIOUS!binary visions said:Dammit, why'd you guys have to bring Bender up? Now the thread is going to degenerate into, "Bender sux0rs!#%#@" "No, Bender rulez!!!one1!!".
This is true. But when some belligerent drunk up and challanges him to prove it, he can't whip out the Guinness Book and show the guy. So he's gonna have to pound the rest of his beer, set up some ramps and have Bubba in a pickup truck do a tow-in. Of course, Bubba is drunk too, and spies Sarah-Jane bending over to pick up her can of dip, whereupon he he forgets that he's got Rennie-on-a-Rope (anyone remember Soap on a Rope?) behind him. He proceeds to stop the truck, hoping to get in a little dipping action of his own (if you know what I mean), and Rennie goes careening past him at sixty miles per hour (or Fosters-per-wallabe, which is what they use for measuring speed in Australia). Of course, who wears their DOT-approved Troy Lee helmet when they're at the bar? So Rennie ends up dead, his legacy reduced to a bloody smear on the side of the bar, and Bubba strikes out.
I think this is a clear cut case of murder-by-neglect on the part of Guinness. The book, not the beer.