I met a virulent Roman Catholic theocrat. He was a leather-hatted Tolkien fanatic.

Initial confusion, sudden flashback, slow clap.

Stand up to Trump.

Something something Pure Aryan Gayness.

But don't worry, say the Steinists! This will stir the Glorious Blood of the People toward Revolution!

That's the Truffle-Shuffling merit badge.

On the other hand, have you seen Albert Speer's drafts? Nightmarish abominations.

I'm avoiding the situation by having children in a country with conscription.

Antithetical to your beliefs? Trust, loyalty, kindness, courtesy, obedience, cheer, thrift, bravery, cleanliness, and reverence?

The Girl Scouts are so not cooler.

I didn't read the grayscale operation as comedy.

No. Once during a sleepover 14 years ago, a friend asked me a friendly question and I shut it down right away. That's the only serious sexual discussion I have ever had with my male peers. And one dare not bring up porn. You had to be careful about that stuff because my social circle was a very mixed group and…

Eh, the hottest one lived.

Where does the House of David fit in here?

Something something Bahamian railroad workers.

But then everybody wanted their nickel back.

Also, Mormons don't promise you'll become able to fly.

They live in it in quite large numbers.

It's all setting up the table for Atlas Distribution's "Shitty Universe."

As a tribute to the painstaking historical accuracy in the first great post-9/11 movie, Glitter.