Hadda thought @ work-

It was guns and guns and guns and guns and me and the Sheik, we loaded up, strapped up, geared up, zipped into Kevlar overalls, slid Lexan faceplates down in front of our helmets, fired up the infrared, the ultraviolet, heat-vision cameras, shortwave radar, jumped onto V-8-powered quads and headed out into the desert and found us some demons and we flipped off the safeties, dialed up full-auto and just let loose into the mass of them and watched black demon blood spray all over the sand.  As an alternative to trying to talk my girlfriend into not be pissed anymore?  Pretty adequate.