Futuristic Weaponry Admirer Prints

Servicemen.

Mr. Evers specifically asked for a plain coffee, not an espresso.

Six-tier Communal Cradle.

Guide reading book called 'A farewell to arms.'

Joan of Arc goes sword shopping.

Progress?

'If you're a nun, where's your nunchucks?'

'I take it this is your first big game hunt?!!'

Small time farmer sees Superfarm robots next door

'Don't tell anyone I asked... but why don't we have muskets?'

'WOW! Did anyone see the recoil on this baby?'

Physics toy.

'Look out, it's a double edged sword. . .'

Ancient Weapons

During a round of throwing stuff the boomerang emerges.

"Is it just me, or does it also look to you like their resistance is feudal?"

'I'd go small with this burglar. Way too much collateral damage with the cannon.'

"And this is our totally computer automated robotic office of Human Resources,"

"My doctor gave me a pacemaker."

'That's the problem with absolute power, Sire. It corrupts absolutely. And it always seems to start with the fenders and door panels.'

"...and this so-called 'Death Ray' of Doctor Fate's is no more than a blatant rip-off of Professor Von Doom's Extinction Beam."

Trapping the Polecat

"You'd better cool it. Remember what he did to you last time."

'You idiot! Two is aim, three is fire!'

'Kicks a little.'

Archer firmly holding an arrow and firing himself from a bow.

"Darn, men! How often must I repeat it!? Blow!! Never suck!"

'The dog wants to go out, Dear.'

'It's a steal once you realise what a negotiated settlement costs.'

Metal Defective.

A Crossbow

'It's almost unfair. . . their swords aren't even pointy.'

'Em... Hang on a minute.'

'Can you teach us a move that can't be parried?'