July the fourteenth, 1883: Being rather rudely awakened after a night of drunken revelry; Half-Rats is thrust into a rather dire situation. Utter calamity has erupted in the streets outside of the general store which he calls home - calamity of the most unnatural and horrific kind, that is. Now he and the shop keeper, Mr. Trask, must hold out against this infernal host of creatures together. Will they survive the night?
Spray, pray and be gay.
... You may. Now good day.
Oh, hey!
what an lawnmower
my great grandpa still cuts the grass this way
God bless him.
[Gay Glenn approves this]
The great grandfather of the M134 minigun.
Browning minigun moment