I'm determined to beat Tam to this bit of juicy hilarity, because it seems very likely that she'll be funnier, so I'll settle for first.
Bruce Lee Jennings, infamous manufacturer of Bryco firearms, is responsible for more cast metal, gun-shaped obscenities in the past few decades, than any other domestic manufacturer. The thankfully now-defunct Bryco manufactured a few models of unsafe, undesirable blowback handguns; bad designs executed so poorly as to make Hi-Point pistols seem precision-engineered and modern by comparison. These irresponsible business practices bit Bryco and Jennings in the ass when, due to inherent design flaws, one of these pot-metal wonders discharged all on its own (yes, an occasion that the fabled cry of "It just went off!" was actually so) and paralyzed a young tyke standing too close. Said victim, as might be expected, sued Bryco out of existence, and the Jennings line of firearms ceased to be the worst handgun offered to consumers, a bad dream conjured up in memory every time a customer brings one into the fun store for service. Our standing policy is to inform them of the danger inherent to chambering a round in a Bryco, refuse to fix or repair it, and offer to destroy it via bandsaw at no charge. The gun itself is a source of constant amusement to the gunsmiths, described often as a gun so terrible, you'd have to be some sort of unrepentant, kiddie-touching pervert with a windowless van to design or manufacture it. This accusation is often applied to those who knowingly own and carry a Bryco as well.
You can just imagine the howls of laughter when it became clear today via the Effa-Bee-Eye, that Bruce Lee Jennings is almost certainly an unrepentant, kiddie-touching pervert with gigabytes of child porn in his possession. The gunsmiths now feel entirely vindicated in their opinion of the manufacturer, and join me in urging all current owners of Jennings/Bryco firearms to pitch them off a bridge post-haste, lest they be summarily mocked via association.