Argh, argh. AAAAAaaaAAAAAaaaaaaaaarrrgghhh…..

Allow me to clarify. By 1980-81 Punk was already on it's deathbed, believe it or not. And since Punk was a very compelling, convincing conclusion to the Hard Rock era any Hard Rock or Heavy Metal Rock which came along thereafter was anachronistic and less-than-relevant, but Metallica - along with a preposterously…

Oh! Tres bien.

Don't you mean Boners crossed?

C'est un Objet D'Ard.*

Any of you culture whores know the French expression for "dropping a deuce?"

Thanks for the nip. I mean tip.

Something something in the butt.

Absorbing Cinemax? That's gonna require extra strength adult diapers.

No,no, France perfected the shoe string french fry, Le Steak Frite. C'est manifique!

128 of those victories were against their most dreaded enemy - deodorant!

Zoot alors!

We stole Nikita and… that's it.

I started to read your French comment but I was impelled to quickly surrender. Ha!

"that show with all those soft wieners"

*sad French horn*

Cum true. A dream cum true.

"The man in the white uniform and metal mask touchéd me."

Or by taste. Waka waka.

Thanks for the mammaries.