Throw Your Men in the Air

There are times when you have so many of these things you don't know what to do with them. Packing them away in nice secure wheeled storage device for safe keeping is a sensible idea. In this way you can take them around with you and display or share them as the need arises.

However be aware if some unappreciative individual or individuals get their dirty uncouth hands on your collection.

The resultant mayhem will only lead to tears.

The uncouth language of the Outback

Though somewhat harsh the description of the banter between the two shirtless ruffians is also inaccurate. Far from being inappropriate the cheerful fellows appear to be speaking in some kind of code, unintelligible to others but far from offensive. Perhaps of more of a concern is for everyone at the centre of attention to go shirts off at the slightest provocation. Look... bare chests, there be Australian there.

Accuracy not required.

In the good old days pilots were required to only fly. Other impractical skills, such as counting, were considered almost frivolous. Yet here we see an example of a fellow rising above himself and giving it a red hot go. Well done that man!

When success feels bad.

Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose. However, there are times when you win but what you've really done is lost. Winning isn't everything but it is far more preferable to the alternative.

The alternative, in this case, is not losing but desolation. As if desolation isn't bad enough how can there be utter desolation? Desolation can't really be total, there must be some hope as utter desolation can only be worse.

Risk - the game of life.

It's fun to play dress ups and play risk. I've got the rules...and the map...where are the dice? Hang on where are the pieces? How can we play without any pieces?

And why do you have a bigger pencil than me? How did this turn out so badly so quickly?

Oh well I suppose we need to find a pub...

The wrong or right choice.

He has this wrong hasn't he? Shouldn't it be, "you wanted a fight..you've picked the wrong bloke!"?

So what else are we saying, that as time travellers, would catch ourselves out in only 50 years or so? A mere slip of a turn of phrase and you could find yourself in a whole world of bother. With so much that can go wrong why tempt the fates?

Fat

When the fat man finds you abhorrent you know that either you or he is in the wrong. The chances that it is your are near enough to remote they are laughable. But no one is laughing, not even the fat man. So where does that leave everybody?

Sort of like Schrodinger's cat...

Tricky people Germans. Have they or haven't they? It's the sort of thing most people like to do during wartime; use demolition charges to blow things up. Almost everyone does it. But you just don't know with the Germans. Sometimes they do, sometimes they don't. It's not a question of being flippant or careless it's a question of making things difficult for the enemy. And that's what war is all about in some ways. If there are demolition charges in place that would force the enemy into one course of action - if there are no demolition charges that would force the enemy into another course of action. The charges are both there and not there until you get to the bridge. Sort of like Schrodinger's cat but with steel and explosives instead of felines and cardboard.

By the way Schrodinger was an Austrian scientist who didn't like Nazis.

Hurry...Hurry...

Time for admiration. 

This is really a great drawing. Just look at the placement of the arms and the way his trunk is leaning and slightly twisted in the effort to climb into this precarious position. Whoever drew this really was an excellent student of anatomy. 

Pirate Nazis

What a bunch of lowlifes. Could there be anything worse than Nazi pirates tooling around in high powered tanks? Surely they have some inkling that they will be the target of every round, every bullet, every shell, every bomb, every missile, every rocket, every grenade, every dagger, every every anything that their enemies could aim, hurl, launch, fire, shoot, lob, target, arrange, unleash, unfurl, throw at them?

Possibly they like that kind of thing. Possibly it's an issue around the lack of boundaries they were set when they were younger. Perhaps it's a needy centre of attention thing that only true bad guys really know about.