Weaponry Admirer Pillows

Soldier holding a bazooka backwards.

A Crossbow

Servicemen.

A bird that is also the helmet from a suit of armour (or is it a bird inside a helmet?). Notice the very small flying bird/helmet in the background.

Six-tier Communal Cradle.

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

The unknown war poet.

SWAT Team (going in to catch a fly).

Joan of Arc goes sword shopping.

'I never saw a tracer bullet that I didn't admire for color, clarity and swiftness.'

Progress?

'It followed me home, can I keep it?'

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

'It was only a joke. I never thought they's accept me.'

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

Stret boy making a comment about a military man

Knight with paint tin on his head.

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

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

'It must cost a small fortune to dry clean that suit.'

Cowboy spins guns, spins himself.

Shirts vs Skins: 'I don't know about this.'

'You can scratch your back when the war is over!'

Euphemistic.

"The Armour seems okay, it must be a touch of rheumatism."

Ancient Weapons

'You've got Chain Mail!'

'I like a man in a suit.'

During a round of throwing stuff the boomerang emerges.

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

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

'Okay dear, it's your turn to go stand in the front yard.'

'I got this medal for being a Navy Seal.'

Stale Ostrich Egg Throwers

'Now that's what I call merchandising!'