I lied...

...he's totally fooling some people.

More Hat Tipping to BP, the Dere-est Tsun I know.

Do you know?

Do you know why we do this here? Do you know what we mean?

THIS IS IT:



This is the best thing ever, of all time. This guy is all that is made of Win.

L'chiam sir, L'chaim.

The Bossman Cometh.

In the same vein, Ethel Waters shares our sentiments about everybody's favorite minister of propaganda.

We're out there havin' fun...

Today I frolicked in the surf at the beach with JFK.

I am beginning to think there is something very wrong with my life.

but I like it anyway.

Maybe I just like to link things.

Is it wrong to link a page and include, as the link, the two most amusing things thereupon?

I don't know, but I'm going to do it anyway.

"Did you hear what happened!" a man asked his friend. "Last night at 9:20 p.m. on the rue de Clichy, a Jew killed a German officer, cut open his chest, and ate his heart!"

"Impossible!" cried his friend. "And in three ways. One, a German does not have a heart; two, a Jew does not eat pig; and three, at 9:20 p.m., everyone is listening to the BBC."

...

There is, for instance, a short essay by a handsome young American, whose job came to be that of picking up gay German officers. After a night of love-making, just before they got up, he would jam an icepick into the neck of his recent conquest:

"My hands are strong [he wrote]. I never used a gun or a grenade. I did not trust them as weapons and I felt they would expose me to danger. I killed in private, quietly."

lololol.