Back in the day, I was writing a magazine article at my desk in London SW3. For three days I endured the sound of a jackhammer just outside my window. As far as I could tell it was a completely pointless exercise; the hole created by this ear-splitting, teeth chattering din didn’t seem to get any larger or, for that matter, serve any particular purpose. I lost it. I ran out and yelled at the sole workman to shut off his bleeping hammer. “What are you drilling?” I demanded. “The road,” he replied. And that’s how I survived 18 years in The Land of Hope and Glory. And here’s some of the funniest English accented material I’ve heard since John Cleese’s heyday.

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12 Responses to Obscure Object of Desire: Ashens Space Gun

  1. Wow, just Wow. Are the limeys really such safety Nazis or is that laser thingy in a crap kids toy really harmful?

    • Any exposure of the iris to laser light can lead to iris separation later in life. Happened to my old music teacher, you have to be super careful with all lasers.

  2. OH I so want one, ok maybe two lol It will drive my wife nuts hahahaha!!!
    He is right though it is a great replica for those of us scifi fans. A little paint and some elbow grease and bam! 🙂

  3. Bring one to school, go to jail. OK, maybe not, but a minimum 10-month suspension is guaranteed.

  4. Longtime reader. first comment IIRC.

    Pretty sure that’s from the Poundland shop (our version of a dollar store). There’s also a load of cheap shops that’d do them.

    If you’re serious about wanting one, I’d happily keep a lookout.

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