Well, what do you know? Those wacky Chinese subcontractors have sent us a bunch of Pb to consume eagerly—for the second time in as many weeks.
This is Sarge the Cars vehicle, formerly of my baby boy’s collection:
He’s dripping with lead paint, apparently.
Also—and really, this is hardly worth mentioning—but when I snapped his photo for this post, I heard a demonic voice that said that the Sabre of the Six South Winds was almost complete, and that I should prepare for the Holy Firestorm of Ultimate Righteousness.
Okeydoke.
I put it in my PDA, just in case.
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