My dad told me once when I was young
"Never buck heads with an engineer."
He then told me how he was on shore leave in Spain and managed to get drunk at a bar (imagine that). He was Air Force demo expert amongst other things. Anyway, some MP's showed up to break up the bar brawl he and a buddy had started. After they tossed him out of the bar, he came back about 15 minutes later and drove a bulldozer through the bar, leaving it in shambles. One of the patrons of the bar, was the then Spanish King, who's arm was broken in this ruckuss.
The King told him that he, nor any of his family could no longer step foot on Spanish soil for eternity. He was carried away in shackles and returned to USAF. Funny thing was, the USAF didn't even prosecute him. I guess thats the kinky side of nickering with nukes. The USAF also told him never to set foot on Spanish soil again.
One day I plan to goto Spain and find out.
Apathetically creative, unfated, death slated.
Discovering the need to discover undiscovered discoveries.
"that wasn't lag, that was the Matrix changing " -Me