September 23, 2009
#640: Tornado Hunter
[[Two people are in a car, which is driving past a cactus. The passenger has a pith helmet and a mustache.]]
Driver: The tornado’s three miles west, moving northeast at 15 mph.
Passenger: Go right; get ahead of it.
[[A tornado is visible. The passenger pulls out a gun, and stands up in the car.]]
Passenger: Okay, we’re in range! Stop here!
[[The passenger fires a gun at the tornado.]]
Passenger: Big one! Must be an F-3!
Driver: I’m not sure we’re doing this right.
Passenger: Help me mount it on the hood.
[[The passenger is holding the tornado by its tail.]]