So, your verdict is that "of course" the white guy was superior? Interesting.

Wait till you read my Hitler/Tojo stories. The dialogue could use some polish, but they're way hotter than Cedarwolf92's Stalin/Churchill stuff, which blatantly ignores Stalin's well-documented fear of flying, and is also totally angsty.

It was terrible when they gored Hermann. Why would you want to reenact it?

I like "Weesa regresa a HOGAAAAAAR!"

If I weren't so mild-mallard, I'd object to that wisequack.

Also known as Wisconsin Botox.

Did you never wash that hand again?

My faith tells me that Dane Cook choked to death on the ice-cold death erection of his last remaining fan. This article constitutes a sneering elitist assault on my sincerely held beliefs, and should be removed out of respect for my religious sensibilities. It's one thing to dispute the identity of the fan whose…

I'd pay good money to see Tim Allen sodomize Jonathan Taylor Thomas, and I am not ashamed.

What kind of twisted fantasies emerged from Sack Lunch?

In the expanded universe, we discover that Kramer is in fact half-Canadian. In her teens, Babs Kramer took a school trip to Montreal and had a whirlwind romance with Pierre de Neaustrande, scion of the Neaustrande syrup fortune, who later perished when his cigar ignited the beaver dam in which he had taken refuge from…

It's a hazy mystery.

"Blame it on the Rain?"

Kramer has wacky bowels.

Eminent Afro-Seinfeldians, continued:

Min, we bixed kangaroos all the time in Joburg.

I don't know, baby. I just don't know.

GOO THING, staring John Agar!

That boy ain't right!

A lot of the episodes are on YouTube, or you can get it from Netflix.