Son of God in a Log.

Rust Kohl's is where I buy my rust belts.

During the Noche Triste, the Spanish conquistadors fleeing Tenochitlan were weighed down by all of the gold they tried to flee with. Many died because of it, some simply drowning in the canals around the capital due to the weight, though the Aztec chasing them got a few licks in as well.

*mumbling quietly* "come at me, will ya? I'm ready, you hairy bastards."

I remember when That Thing You Do! came out and they changed them to the Neder-Os.

No, that's a big f*cking stretch.

Savage.

Liked solely for the Big Star reference. I'm easy like that.

You're the puppet.

No. Not a puppet.

Not a puppet.

Drudge metal.

I know this!

The app is the way to go.

Diplomaccinos.

Some did. It's said that Thomas Andrews and a steward did exactly that, and at least one survivor found tied deck chairs in the sea and climbed aboard.

You're gonna want that Trumpcoat. You don't get it, you get oxidization.

It's a Le Mat 9 shot revolver. If you cock the hammer and then move one element to expose the other firing pin, you can then fire the lower barrel once instead.

Nonsense. If the Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee episode with Alec Baldwin is any indication, sushi with Alec Baldwin would be a good time.

The Disloyal IBM