Talk about mysterious. I sat down to do some work and somehow ended up watching Debbie Schlussel and a sandwich.
Yeoman's work, RB. Now all we have to do is convince Gavin to establish the Universal Gallery of Teh Sammich, and manna will rain from heaven (in the form of Reuben Sammies!)
Now I can't decide if I want a sandwich right now, or if I never want a sandwich again.
Very nice, but nothing tops Hilter eating the watermelon.
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