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I miss good ol' Breznev times, when commie leaders just caught colds, then, eventually and suddenly, *poof!*, dead, and everyone wondering what happened, while kremlinologists gloated even more self-pleased than usually and puffing their pipes they patronizingly explained just the things they thought puny mortals could ever hope to understand.



Stwike him, Centuwion. Stwike him vewy wuffly! (Pontius Pilate, "Life of Brian")
A fart without stink is like a sky without stars.
TGS, Third Grade Shooter: brand new genre invented by Kevin Butler exclusively for Natal WiiToo Kinect. PEW! PEW-PEW-PEW!