T1B

Say, hypothetically speaking, there was some sort of global catastrophe and civilisation was reduced to bands of armed, foraging survivors...

You are the leader of a group of survivors, much like the movie "The Road Warrior", trying to escape your compound with supplies and "precious" gasoline...

Here's the question:

Who from T1B do you allow to join your party and who do you tie to the front of your tricked-out and armour-modified Pontiac Grand Am?

Martyred wrote: Who from T1B do you allow to join your party and who do you tie to the front of your tricked-out and armour-modified Pontiac Grand Am?

OK, so since there will be multiple unknowns and Google will be gone - I'll need someone with knowledge of every fucking thing in the Universe so Dins gets to be Consigliere

I'll need a dude who can kill anything and Make Weapons like McGyver so DiT gets to be First Sarge.

I'll need someone who can talk ruthless smack at the other gangs and has a Dick Cheneyesque ability to make deals and treaties then ass fuck them so mvscal gets to be Sec. of State.

I'll need a Motorcycle scout - Charger Mike gets that job

As soon as Dins and DiT build that flying thingy I'll have Left Seater Fly it and drop Molotov cocktails.

Tied to the front of the Trans AM? Dio & Kevnic in a 69 position

What with fuel being in low supply--you might want to be using this sled ??

lts turd gets strapped to the front of my turbodiesel powered old school bus which has been converted to run on pretty much whatever is at hand. RJ would serve as backup hood ornament.

mikey gets to ride along cause he's smart and stuff. He'd be like the professor from gilligans island. He could make all kinds of cool stuff.

Sudden sam would be my motorcycle scout dude. CM's too fragile.

mvscal would serve pretty much as scott described.

indy would be in charge of the chuck wagon

PSUfag could ride along in case we meet up with the crew. Sorry though, we ain't bringin' the messicans.

ana what's her name can ride along for, well, you know.

rumps and the missus could come along as well. When we ran out of fuel, we could boil her down and be the new fukking saudi arabia.

Phibes is the feral child in the fur loin cloth w/matching slippers.

AP would definitely be the "gay slave on a chain" driving alongside of Lord Humongous.

Poptart could use one of those air powered crossbows to shoot a couple of dogs for dinner.
Mmmmm-mmm...good eatin'.

Martyred wrote:

Isn't that FUBirdy in the bondage mask and assless leather chaps?

Cuda wrote:

Martyred wrote:

Isn't that FUBirdy in the bondage mask and assless leather chaps?

Don't ask. Don't tell.

i strap KC paulie to the grill

2nd on DIT, guy likes to kill shit, and he gets the job done. Definitely an asset.

more post apocalypse road trippers....

shutyomouth, official minstrel, back up fuel supply if mrs rumps ever runs out.

kcpaul claims to be quite the whiz on old mustangs. hopefully his alternative fuel (rumplejuice) skills are comparable.

bobby42, can't really think of a good use as posting interweb articles will not be a useable skill set, but, we gotta have atleast one brotha to hold down.

Bsmack, can send into enemy camp, befriend them, then steal their cool shit.

I'd rather take care of Tina Turner in the next movie.

Roach wrote:
Cuda. Scribe. He could takes notes and if we get whacked, he could post a daily blog on what we did on an internet message board.

It would be notes off someone else's message board

Definitely one more entertaining that this board- which narrows it down to a few thousand of them