And pitch forks.

I'm telling all the Civil War nerds where you live, dude.

Hopefully, still Gwynneth Poltroon's head.

And you didn't get a picture?

How about a Comedy Bataan Death March?  I'm sure I've got an Arisaka rifle and bayonet somewhere in my collection that I'd be happy to contribute.

And replying to your post does not in any way suggest that I am a mere mortal.

She's probably saving that for next week.

Oh yeah?  What about Jane Valdez Mitchum?

Couldn't we arrange a trip to Aruba for Nancy?

Thanks, Quirk.  Prolly won't be able to get that image out of my head until Thanksgiving.

Ask Archmage if he's ever heard of a place called Dien Bien Phu.

AND BECAUSE THE POT ROAST IS ALWAYS OVERDONE.  AND THE BEER IS NEVER COLD ENOUGH.  AND BECAUSE YOU CAN'T GET THE NICOTINE STAINS OUT OF MY UNDERWEARS.

Let me put it this way-I've sat through Kill Bill 2.0 at least four times just to see the part where that Nazi dominatrix chops off the top third of Lucy's head.  Why couldn't Carmen and Mulberry been cast in THAT?

That has more to do with the power of the meds you're on.

Huhuhuhuhuhuhu…you said "wad."

OK…I'll bite-just how bad are the Australians?

Ah…so that's the sound of a green-toothed mouse roaring.

And cheek bones that can decapitate a horse.

Don't forget Blitzkrieg, assault rifle, and Sloppy Joes, Sterling.

Not me.  I belong to Jesus.