Fratricidal Tendencies

It doesn't matter, their insurance money is about to run out anyhow.

You got your wish, 99. While I won't speak to this (my hottness is set at a temperature to refrigerate the stockpile of ice cream I keep at all times), you made me break stride and comment on Gawker. Happy now? May the Creat-r plant more metal spikes in your fertile head.

Equality, not ambiguity.

Photo taken and tweaked from the guy The New Yorker yanked, then properly thanked.