"Do you not see my head is made of weapons?" is a nice turn of phrase. I'm going to try and work that into a conversation by week's end.

A friend had one of those Aussie bunya trees in his yard and would occasionally haul cones to work as "gifts" to leave on folks' unattended desks. Until you've hefted one you can't believe such a thing is even possible. Evidently, every few years he'd have a bumper crop and his front yard would become a potential killing zone.

Biggest cones I see in the wild are sugar pine, which get pretty darn large but an order of magnitude smaller than their Aussie cousins.

Cheers,