What Is It?:
A 12-shot revolver stored in and fired from a leather codpiece.
Who’s Used It:
Why Am I Not Cool Enough To Carry It?:
Because you’re name isn’t fucking Sex Machine, that’s why.
From Dusk Till Dawn was a film with many awesome and memorable elements to it, however I think it’s hard to deny that the master of gore himself, Tom Savini’s character of Sex Machine was one of the better parts of it.
Like many weapons featured in these articles, the codpiece revolver is far from the more practical weapons one could employ for self-defense purposes, however it’s this element of it’s design that makes it much too cool to be put in the hands of mere mortals.
Think about it:
In order to aim the codpiece revolver, you’d have to walk around all bowlegged n’shit, pointing your cock at things that you’d like to see stop living.
Not only that, while Sex Machine never showed it, on account of being A FUCKING MAN, in firing the codpiece revolver, I’d assume the recoil would do a number on your frank and beans.
I don’t know about you, but if ever I were to wish death upon someone, I don’t think I’d wanna’ rupture my sac in doing so.
I’ll leave that to the Sex Machine’s of the world, thank you very much.
I’m getting ahead of myself though.
You see, the real problem in carrying, let alone handling a codpiece revolver, is the simple fact that, as I indicated in the first sentence of this segment of the article; YOU AREN’T FUCKING SEX MACHINE.
Did you see how he operated the cock revolver in the clip at the top of the post?
He gave Greg Nicotero a dirty look, and then bam!
Another dirty look, and the thing snapped shut.
No springs, no pneumatics, just a dirty fucking bastard shootin’ people dirty-ass looks.
By my logic, this can only mean that:
A): The cock revolver responds to psychic triggers.
or B): The sausage cannon fights on behalf of the forces of MANLINESS, thereby lending it’s service only to those cool enough to bear badass names such as “Sex Machine.”
In other words:
Even if you were somehow, against every rule in the natural order of coolness, able to get away with walking the streets wearing a gaudy leather cock basket; you’d have no way of operating the weapon due to your lack of legitimate badass-ness.
I suppose you could install a trigger in your rotating penis blaster and operate it manually, but really isn’t the point of having a dick pistol the fact that you can blast one out hands free with it?
Putting aside the fact that you, being possessed of insufficient coolness, would have no way of being able to physically operate a cock cannon in the first place, the fact of the matter is; you’d look like an idiot even if you could.
You see, chief among the requirements for being capable of carrying a codpiece revolver, is the fact that one has to be able to pull off the codpiece “look.”
Perhaps more so than a salmon colored polo shirt with the collar popped, I’d like to think of a leather codpiece as being one of the harder “looks” in male fashion to pull off.
Well, outside side of a bondage/gay club anyway.
That being said, I’m sorry friends, but we can’t all be as cool as Sex Machine.
Now enjoy this clip of the aforementioned machine of sex getting his head blown off in Maniac: