Tuesday, November 30, 2010
I know, I know, I too am sad that Frank Drebin's dead.
Didn't see that coming.
At least he didn't have his nuts bit off by a Laplander.
Does such a comically grisly fate await Julian the Aussie Apostate, one can only speculate, that rhymes & you know that rhymes, Marge; depends on which nation eventually imprisons the little scamp, I'd wager. The Us of A? As far as I know, we zap sacks, we don't chew on 'em.
Re: the war machine being irreparably damaged (hint: it's not): 'tis irrelevant. Just because you can't stop colonization doesn't mean you still shouldn't tell everyone about the Cancer Man's alien-human hybrid self-preservation gig.