It used to be where to get smack and STDs. Fucking Guilliani!
You can still get the piss smell, though.

And wither dark meat, pray tell? This heart attack ain't happenin' by itself, over here!

If you're a Bumpus Hound, maybe!

And if you do anything with that lovely skin and crackling?
I will cut you.

Low-carbon steel every time. You might as well take a Husqavarna to a bird.

Franko, would you like some privacy?

Miserable Artificial Famine, Kulak Hoarder!

(Core, flip your calendar back a month, you jackhole!)

Happy Thanksgiving to you!

Oh, you'd prefer regular old Zombie Jesus, I suppose? ;-)

Freyas Tag.

And a little Greek and Latin don't hurt.

Hah! Got Friday. Got to go Greek to Roman to Norse/Germanic.

Happy Thanks giving to you, EL. You took it national, man! Probably as part of some nefarious scheme, but I'll get back to my conspiracy theorizing after eating an appalling amount of my Mother's stuffing tomorrow. ;-)

It's Thanksgiving tomorrow, for fuck's sake! Don't call it gravy!

Look To Windward is great. I miss Banksy.

Winchester's Krakatoa is very good.

Solomon Kane was one bad-assed Puritan. He was really more of a show-up-and-smite-your-evil-ass Instrument Of An Angry God applied Calvinist.

Conan also wasn't mildly retarded in the original stories. He's actually rather clever.

The U. S. Army wouldn't buy or train soldiers with repeating firearms until nearly the end of the 1890s because:
A. Each weapon was more expensive per-unit.
B. Men would "waste ammunition" (also expensive).