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The Audit Trail (of Blood)

The other week we had The Tony Martin Challenge – what would you use the clear out that pikeys who were in turn in the process of trying to clean out your tack room. Yesterday we touched upon the Uzi sub-machine guns & auditors, but in my most humble estimation, didn’t really do this topic justice. Therefore tonight I would like to pose you this little conundrum

Against all your instincts & better judgement you have been hauled kicking & screaming in front of your auditors. You go into the board room you a greeted by this scene...

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Rather than face several hours of questioning about both the sheer quantum of your personal expenses as well as some of your ‘corporate entertainment’ items, you have the clear the room & clear it quickly before one of the accountants launches into a 90 minute soliloquy about changes to GAAP regulations.

What are you going to use?

The DS solution is under the fold - however before you go there, see what you come up with

The correct answer is of course “Carry on Sarn’t” & retire to the nearest gentleman’s hostelry with alacrity. After all, if a jobs worth doing well, its worth getting somebody else to do it for you

Comments

I would sue the pants off of the firm. It's obvious that they hire only white males.NO people of colour.NO Women. Call the Guardian, then the BEEB. They need at least one wise latina woman, one Black Harvard academic, One transgendered thingamabob.....

I would say the best bet is fire. Plain old fire. Bar the doors and windows, a couple of molotovs, and you're good to go.

Couple of white phos grenades should cover it.

Damn, SBB got there first! then how about a gatling gun?

Is that, perchance, a photo of the "House UnAmerican Activities Committee"? Such serious looking blokes, and some of them are onlyknee high to a grass-hopper.

A grenade is the answer.

Well when an American GI was applying for a job after WW II he had to take a written test. One of the questions on the test was, "How does a gentleman enter a room." His answer. "Throw in a grenade and come in firing." I'd use a mix of the old and new. A modern frag grenade and a Thompson.

Any period piece such as an Ithaca model 37 and 8 rounds of SG, quality street, made for sharing!

I'm thinking, just for a little variety, a Saiga 12.

Totally agree with the DS solution, though here in the colonies we generally delegate to the Risaldar-Major before removing ourselves to the club for a chota peg or several.

After a brief consultantion with the R-M Sahib I have discovered that in cases like this his chaps prefer to introduce themselves with a satchel charge and then conclude the pleasantries with single shots to the head of any corpse still showing signs of life.

Ten to agree its HUAC - looks like a certain RN Nixon fourth from the possitite direction from right. (I once saw a map with a compass rose on it with East, South, West and "Another Direction" as its cardinal points)

White phos springs to mind - looking through the comments so far, it appears that a couple of other discerning gentlemen have had the same idea.

I wonder if that nice Oriental Subway guy has any Sarin left?

If not, plain ol Mustard Gas ought to do the trick, sit around in a mask and watch them hack up pink blobs as their lungs dissolve would make an amusing afternoon entertainment.

I don't see old Tricky Dick on this photo. Still, surely situations like this are what the MAC 10 was invented for?

Bah. Grenades are for sissies. The target group is conveniently bunched together, so a Colt 1911 with a 10-round Chip McCormick magazine will do the trick. And should one or two of your Hydra-Shok bullets fail to do their job, you can bludgeon any survivors to death* with the 1911.

*Unless of course there are a couple of HR weasels in the crowd, in which case one would sit with a glass of Wadworths 6X in hand, and watch them bleed slowly and painfully to death.

But that's just me.

Heh. What makes you think one of them isn't armed and won't get the drop on you?

Just asking...

*running off*

Claymore-either the mine or the sword-your choice.

The HUAC?

Hell, I'd ask them if they needed any help.

How about locking the door & clubbing them like puppy seals? Good all round exercise and guaranteed to work up a healthy thirst in preparation for a celebratory pint.

Even PETA couldn't get upset with that idea.

Browning Automatic Rifle.with 20 in the clip, thats 2 rounds a piece,one in the head,one in the heart.with full auto they shouldnt be able to scatter mutch before you dropped a goodly proportion of them,change the mag(about 6 to 8 secs)giving the survivors enough of a head start for some fun medium to long distance target practise!

I favor the belt-fed 12 ga upper on the AR lower that I saw on You Tube recently. Just sweep across the room.

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