At 07:58 PM 4/8/2009, Rocket J Squirrel wrote:
>My man! 'Tis difficult indeed to creep up to a generator and cause
>its failure w/o detection, esp. if said generator is mounted into a
>pocket on the side of a ginormous RV.

Hey, the exhaust has to come out somewhere.  And with the help of
that potato you can keep it from doing that.  On a vessel it's
normally a side discharge near the waterline, very handy from a
dinghy but not so handy from on board.  Can be remarkably difficult
to troubleshoot, ask the people with blocked CATs.  On shore you
won't even need the muffled oarlocks, which I put in mostly for
dramatic effect anyway.

In the anarchist's garret, so lowly and so mean,
Oh, smell the pungent odor of nitro-glycerine.
They're busy making fuses, and filling cans with nails
And the little Slavic children set up this mournful wail.
(Chorus)
Oh, its Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb;
The last one it was thrown by Brother Thom.
Poor Mamma's aim is bad and the Copskys all know Dad,
So it's Sister Jenny's turn to throw the bomb.

Sister Jenny took the bomb and started off.
"Oh, mind you now," said Mamma, "to blow up Templehoff."
And so the party waited, while the dawn turned into day,
And the little Slavic children set up this mournful lay
(Chorus)
Oh it's Brother Ivanovitch's turn to throw the bomb.
Sister Jenny's gone the way of Brother Thom;
Poor Mamma's aim is bad and the Copsky's all know Dad,
So it's Brother Ivanovitch's turn to throw the bomb.

David