More great moments in self-defense and varmint-disarming. Man has a gun pointed at you? Don't reach for your own. Pick up a table and throw it at his hand.

The "evil combine," you say? The Combine was probably some form of criminal syndicate, but I remember it as a large noisy piece of farm equipment. Perhaps this was an Old-West version of Stephen King's "Christine."

By the way: see the varmint's right hand? The butt of the gun? The little multi-segmented part beneath - what is that? Did Wyatt Earp have goat legs?