Another stroke of genius was about the office today. Probably inspired by am overdose of coffee we pondered the grandeur of a reenactment of The Ride Of The Valkyries scene of Apocalypse Now - .
The funding might be a little tight for the helicopter, speakers loud enough to drown out the thump of the rotor blades and guns would probably be frowned upon in the local community. A suitable substitute will be a Granny Harley dressed up to look like a helicopter fitted with a gun turret housing one of those cork guns you can buy at small country markets mounted to the rear with a swiveling office chair attached for the tail gunner. The pilot could sticky tape headphones to a megaphone and play The Ride of the Valkyries via an MP3 player of sorts.
We could wait for a well populated day in the CBD, such as boxing day, and race around town firing jelly beans at unsuspecting shoppers. I’m sure they’d see the funny side of it but in case they were inclined to turn hostile, we would wear sandwich steaks attached to shower caps on our heads so our victims would think we were to crazy to chance pursuing or had escaped from some form of asylum for the criminally insane.