On which, with the help of British Redcoats who wish to seize a cache of gunpowder, the nascent nation of America invents the bumper-sticker slogan, “You’ll Take My Gun When You Pry It From My Cold, Dead Hands.”
"This Is Just The Beginning, Brothers! Before Our Great Experiment Has Run Its Course, We Will Have Vanquished An Entire Alphabet Of Foes!"
Just the same, you should probably stop BEFORE you get to “V.” ∞ T.
