If every passenger carried one bolt or spring or other gun part, they’d be able to put together a functioning gun. It’s like that guy who worked at a car company who over 30 years of taking home parts managed to build himself a vehicle.
Can't imagine what he could build with parts that spanned 30 yrs. Not much would fit together.
That reminds me of an old joke that I heard a long time ago ...
The security guard outside of the factory had heard that Jones was involved in the black market, stealing items from the construction site and selling them for profit. Workers at the site were allowed to remove wood cuttings that were less than 12 inches long in addition to all of the dirt that they could carry in buckets or in a wheelbarrow. The guard was determined to make it as difficult as possible for Jones to get anything off the site by searching him every day. So, every day as Jones departed, the security guard would search him and his wheelbarrow to ensure that nothing except for the permitted items were being taken from the site.
This search continued for several years and was fruitless in finding anything that Jones was taking from the site. Finally, on the day after the security guard retired, he met Jones in a bar just outside of the gate for a drink. "Okay," he said, "I'm now officially retired and I'm just dying to know. I know that you were smuggling items from the work site and selling them on the black market, although I don't know how you were doing it. What were you stealing?"
Jones simply smiled and said, "Wheelbarrows".
Urban legend. Unless you actually think he was able to sneak fenders and an engine block out of the factory in his lunch bag.
Yeah! fiction.
This is from "One Piece At A Time, recorded by Johnny Cash in 1975. The point of the humorous song was that the guy ended op with a useless pile of junk.
It’s like that guy who worked at a car company who over 30 years of taking home parts managed to build himself a vehicle.
- - - - - - -
Well, I left Kentucky back in ‘49
An’ went to Detroit workin’ on a ‘sembly line
The first year they had me puttin’ wheels on cadillacs
Every day I’d watch them beauties roll by
And sometimes I’d hang my head and cry
‘Cause I always wanted me one that was long and black.
One day I devised myself a plan
That should be the envy of most any man
I’d sneak it out of there in a lunchbox in my hand
Now gettin’ caught meant gettin’ fired
But I figured I’d have it all by the time I retired
I’d have me a car worth at least a hundred grand.
[CHORUS]
I’d get it one piece at a time
And it wouldn’t cost me a dime
You’ll know it’s me when I come through your town
I’m gonna ride around in style
I’m gonna drive everybody wild
‘Cause I’ll have the only one there is a round.
So the very next day when I punched in
With my big lunchbox and with help from my friends
I left that day with a lunch box full of gears
Now, I never considered myself a thief
GM wouldn’t miss just one little piece
Especially if I strung it out over several years.
The first day I got me a fuel pump
And the next day I got me an engine and a trunk
Then I got me a transmission and all of the chrome
The little things I could get in my big lunchbox
Like nuts, an’ bolts, and all four shocks
But the big stuff we snuck out in my buddy’s mobile home.
Now, up to now my plan went all right
‘Til we tried to put it all together one night
And that’s when we noticed that something was definitely wrong.
The transmission was a ‘53
And the motor turned out to be a ‘73
And when we tried to put in the bolts all the holes were gone.
So we drilled it out so that it would fit
And with a little bit of help with an A-daptor kit
We had that engine runnin’ just like a song
Now the headlight’ was another sight
We had two on the left and one on the right
But when we pulled out the switch all three of ‘em come on.
The back end looked kinda funny too
But we put it together and when we got thru
Well, that’s when we noticed that we only had one tail-fin
About that time my wife walked out
And I could see in her eyes that she had her doubts
But she opened the door and said “Honey, take me for a spin.”
So we drove up town just to get the tags
And I headed her right on down main drag
I could hear everybody laughin’ for blocks around
But up there at the court house they didn’t laugh
‘Cause to type it up it took the whole staff
And when they got through the title weighed sixty pounds.
[CHORUS]
I got it one piece at a time
And it didn’t cost me a dime
You’ll know it’s me when I come through your town
I’m gonna ride around in style
I’m gonna drive everybody wild
‘Cause I’ll have the only one there is around.
[Spoken] Ugh! Yow, RED RYDER
This is the COTTON MOUTH
In the PSYCHO-BILLY CADILLAC Come on
Huh, This is the COTTON MOUTH
And negatory on the cost of this mow-chine there RED RYDER
You might say I went right up to the factory
And picked it up, it’s cheaper that way
Ugh!, what model is it?
Well it’s a 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59
Automobile
It’s a 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70
Automobile