The Exorcist. I was about 8 years old. It was on tv one Saturday night. At church the next morning I had a bunch of questions and needed some consoling.

And in such a grandiose fashion. I see no other appropriate way of saying farewell. Class & absolutely the “Darkest of Souls” saying adios from the ruins of The Alamo.

I have a feeling he is making everyone there aware of his presence.

What does dark humour have in common with food & clean drinking water?

🤣

Thanks to goodness, finally. A (giggle & snort) solid algorithm. There ya’s go set yer clocks & go get a haircut.

I like the word “Unexpurgated”.

The man loves destroying his work. Let ‘em get to it. It’s what he’s the best at doing.

Meanwhile in other “No S—t! News” yada yada yada.