How long until they crumble?

If they wind up crumbling into some form of blue cheese your work here is finished.

Ahh, you don’t remember those cute little tanks —

Skipping as much of the (surely) lovely write-up as I can I have yet to watch anything other than the first episode.

You need some tinfoil, some trout, some alder leaves and twelve hours.

Angela Merkel is gathering her Panzers as we speak!

A) I wasn’t going to comment

Because they’d come back with this —>

I have fond memories of just plugging asswipes (wink) with my MP5 in Rainbow Six Vegas. In all that time I rarely heard any racial epithets. It wasn’t racial so much as sexual, and, well, ya know...

Depends, if you’re a woman you can send your man-servant out for burgers or something and tell him you’ll cut him in on the beef.

She’s a tough one. A friend of mine brought a friend of hers to my place. Said friend of a friend asked if she could leave her baby in my bedroom.

That’s just beautiful.

Sentence one of them to a season on a crab boat.

Stop ragging on Hopper! *sob*

Sure, that’s not much of a stretch but I can remember when she was Paris’ assistant and then, well, butt implants.

I’m probably misremembering but wasn’t there some moment where he gets up early to cook breakfast for his wife. He’s just muttering to himself the whole time as he gets stuff from the fridge?

Somebody probably posted it but —

I had a friend that wouldn’t wear seatbelts until he got hit in an accident and it nearly collapsed his ribcage against the steering wheel.

Awesome read! It’s like the reason that (somebody probably already mentioned) many cold-war era planes have their bellies painted white as an anti-nuke/radiation defense.