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Originally Posted by Slite
I wish I had a helmet with horns on so I could go meet Pshrynk and Marc when they land in Sweden.
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Granted. Unfortunately, Pshrynk came for a holiday and hasn't left the duty-free shops yet, Marc is busy fighting over his thesaurus with airport security, and a hungry local has mistaken you for an elk. Bad break, Bambi!
I wish I could cough up my gallstones and throw them with vigor at the President!