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For fuck's sake, we're a damn nuclear superpower with ten times your population, fifteen times your GDP, the longest unsecured border in the world, and we're arrogant morons! You need NEW enemies?

Nah, you're good for a laugh. Post away. Well, a pony wearing trousers'd be pretty damn silly.

Above you? Crowded place.

Never met the gentleman, to my knowledge. Nobody's sure. In my case, any of a cast of. . . well, not thousands, but probably dozens. Well, your attempts at semi-coherent English are certainly guesswork.

I'm sure whatever he prays to will say "Well done, thou good and faithful, though rather unpleasant, servant."

OK, now a step to the right With your hands on your hips You bring your knees in tight But it's the pelvic thrust That really drives you insa-a-a-a-a-ane Let's do the Time Warp again! Let's do the Time Warp again!

That there's always a sun. "It's like playing cards with my brother's kids!" --Johnny Tyler, Tombstone

I'm sure you'll get around to that. Of course, there is always sun. It doesn't get switched off or carted through the underworld in the evening. With a little luck, you'll come to understand that some day.

We aim to please.

It's like he's shouting at a mirror.

Nah, that's a Tucker Carlson devotee trying to improve his fertility.

Some of us sooner'n others. . . Hope you can get your ass re-connected. Yer gonna need that.

Yo, we SHOWED those Chinese muh-fuhs that our superbadass, fifth-generation, supersonic fighters can take out an unpowered, unarmed balloon! You are warned, China!

Whoa. . .

Funny, I went to a residential school, and I'd lock up the guy for many, many seasons.

I tend to link to the Inna Gadda Da Vida, baby. Yeah, I'm not getting a heavy Italian vibe.

Nope, my brain works (on those rare occasions when it does) on quondam processes.

Allow me. Your points are about as pointy as a spoon. And yer ugly and yer mama dresses ya funny.

Ours or yours?

When you PRESUME, you make a PRES of U and ME! Wait. . . that doesn't work. . .