I am coming, Constantinople.
Where's the swastikas?
High winds are dangerous to over-inflated gas bags.~
.It's burst into flames! It burst into flames, and it's falling, it's crashing! Watch it! Watch it! Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Get this, Charlie; get this, Charlie! It's fire... and it's crashing! It's crashing terrible! Oh, my! Get out of the way, please! It's burning and bursting into flames and the... and it's falling on the mooring mast. And all the folks agree that this is terrible; this is the one of the worst catastrophes in the world. [indecipherable] its flames... Crashing, oh! Four- or five-hundred feet into the sky and it... it's a terrific crash, ladies and gentlemen. It's smoke, and it's in flames now; and the frame is crashing to the ground, not quite to the mooring mast. Oh, the humanity!
No "huge manatee" comments yet?
Oops, comment pile-up in Aisle 3.
And then Entwistle said, "More like a lead Limbaugh," and that's how the band's name was born.
And that could be Baby Orielly.
I feel somehow unclean.
I had Rush around for a while and I made him a slug once, then I thought of the baby, then the useless dock and anachronism and Rush leaving NY seemed to make sense...
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