Yep. And pretty soon both Arbeit macht frei and Jedem das Seine will be our slogans, becuase Life is beautiful.

Hey! AS! That's a repeat, isn't it?

DT looks better that way, both less menacingly farcical and FAR more human.

Because we are WAY more important and interesting - except for not having decent boobies.

FUCK!

Cheeses! And the X-Y chromosomes are the sole determiners of sex, too, eh?

EVERY family sit-com resolution, actually.

R?

And check out a film called "Citizen Kane" as well.

I'm - is it "proud" or "ashamed" - to say that when I hit forty-five I actually got my first real (not just 'thinking') inkling of why I, as a man (and white), should be apologizing to all women.

Please don't do so, then.

In Texas, by purest accident.

Jesus was rarely THAT bad…

The fruit being eaten here is so low-hanging it is actually tubers.

Yes, we do.

That was Walter Winchell, and it was a secondary body that grew out of his right arm and caused his lips to tremble when he wasn't talking.

And a secondary, inner, extendable set of jaws!

"…ridiculous…"

You have not a thought in your arrogant head.

Checked your history.