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The Turley Trebuchet

DSCN0521I give you (as promised) the Turley Trebuchet.

DSCN0517Today Jack will release his Trebuchet (a gravity catapult) upon his fifth grade class — as well as a small torsion catapult (made with an office clip and less historically interesting). We went “old school” for this Trebuchet — using all original material from metal, wood, leather, twine, and stone. It works like a charm and will put your eye out at 30 feet! Leslie will only let us throw tinfoil balls and will not allow us to use historically accurate diseased animals or stones. Now, the other legal blogs will fear us. Those geeks at Volokh conspiracy laughed at me. Who is laughing now, Eugene? Ha, ha, ha, who is laughing now?! . . . Now, if we can only find a little castle . . .
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27 thoughts on “The Turley Trebuchet”

  1. I must have forgotten that live creatures aren’t appropriate subjects for hurling at enemies. So happy to hear that the kids won’t be vaulted through the air at law blog competitors any longer.

    May I suggest that you install a blog moat as a defensive measure?

  2. nincompooptoys–

    And, of course, the star attraction of The First International Hurling Day would be none other than the famous Hurly Turley and His Catapulting Kids!

    1. Elaine M:

      I am in the middle of a deposition but I want to make clear that the child welfare people made me stop catapulting the kids and I remain in conformity with that court order.

      JT

  3. “Big trebuchet’s at the front, small trebuchet’s at the rear …”

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    But Sire, won’t the missiles from the small trebucket’s hit the operators of the Big trebucket’s in the forward position?

    So?! They’re just *Irish* and missiles cost money. The dead Big trebucketeers cost nothing.

    Paraphrased from Braveheart from a commander speaking to Longshanks.
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    Longshanks: Not the archers. My scouts tell me their archers are miles away and no threat to us. Arrows cost money. Use up the Irish. The dead cost nothing.

    Longshanks: Archers.
    English Commander: I beg pardon sire. Won’t we hit our own troops ?
    Longshanks: Yes… but we’ll hit theirs as well. We have reserves. Attack .

  4. we should all come together in solidarity and celebrate international hurling day, hurling in unison and basking in the glory of medieval seige engines. Big trebuchet’s at the front, small trebuchet’s at the rear … (lest be rent asunder)

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