Spend a day with Criplockin

[Axer NZ]

Well, first I'd tell Crip to meet me at my house, but give him an address at the end of a dead-end street lined with warehouses. I'd go out there the day before, padlock and barricade all the doors on either side of the street, and scatter a lot of caltrops about midway down. I'd set up a concrete barrier on one side of the entrance, and put a delivery van on the other side with a remote device that'll hit the gas and simultaneously detonate several molotov cocktails inside. On the rooftops, I'd set up a few M60 machine guns with ammo, leave some RPGs, and add in a few AK-47s for good measure. A bridge across the gap in case he tries to hide against the wall on one side, and I'm set. Oh, and I'd leave a battle tank behind the chainlink fence at the end, camouflaged with brush, and the barrel sticking through painted to look like a drainpipe. I don't want him gunning the engine and getting out that way.

You can probably guess what happens on my 'fabulous' day with Crip.

Here's a picture diary, for the illiterate or the generally word-fearing.








And, of course, the lovely ending: