I've tracked down a warlord who lived on top of a mountain, in an old Belgian farmhouse that smelled like wet wool, and militia commanders who marched into battle as naked as the day they were born and slicked with oil — to protect themselves from bullets, of course.
As discussed, no contradiction need ensue this is prevented not by chaperones or mysterious forces, but by a run of ordinary occurrences in which the trigger falls off the time traveller's gun, a gust of wind pushes her bullet off course, she slips on a banana peel, and so on.
Stressing on multiple occasions that you wouldn't mind seeing your political opponent riddled with bullets is, of course, beyond the pale.
He was into REO Speedwagon, Journey, Foghat, Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band and, of course, Kiss.
There is a famous, and dangerous, illusionist's effect called the Bullet Catch; it is, of course, an elaborate and dangerous trick.
These big battles are occasionally interrupted by standoffs in which Inspector Tequila is surrounded by a handful of mobsters and must dodge bullets (in slow motion, of course) while firing.
"Ninety bullets were fired and of course there was the homemade bomb - there was a hell of a noise".
There are no actual bullets whizzing around here, of course — as you mash the button to fire your machine gun, LEDs at the front of your car pulse and the sounds of bullets firing rings from your iPhone's speakers.
