In the olympics, apparently they don’t shoot paper targets any more, but have a spinning disc. It’s white on one side and black on the other. I guess that way, if you’re hitting the exact same spot over and over again, You don’t have to send someone out there to find nicked bits of paper on the ground. That could seriously mess with your finishing time.
Biner: “Your Dad took BRONZE in the Olympics?! And you’re HAPPY with that?! In America, it’s #1 or NOTHING! You Commie.”
So Hubris is an immigrant! Now I understand why Mr. Biner does not like him 😉
Still like Mr. Biner’s look on the last frame….
If we are talking Biathlon here, I wonder what nationality was his father?
.22 are in use since 1980 (Lake Placid), so there is quite a lot of possibilities here (from Soviet Russia to France through both East and West Germany, Italy, Finland and the usual Scnadinavian suspects)…
Any East-Block country would be fun regarding Mr Biner reaction, methink…
I might just take up the tried-and-true technique of using a fictional country… Latveria springs to mind.
Notarealcountryastan.
That’s near Tuva. That don’t count.
It makes sense all right…Still, EAST Latveria would then be very hilariously acceptable I guess ;-D !
Methinks Mr. Biner’s respect went up a few notches . . .
I’d go with Generica. Land of black & white labels, no brand names permitted 😀
Generica, ugh, no. Their food is well called food. Every restaurant is called restaurant.
mr biner looks like he is about to have a heart attack or just crapped his pants from shock over what hubris just said about his dad being an olympics winner. even just the bronze