are herewith sending you to your room and confiscating the comic books. No more Tales from The Crypt of Terror or The Vault of Horror ... and the other 'EC Comics' disgraceful output. Ya gets the dictionary though--look up 'iconoclast' (and stop tryin to re-mix Bad Seed just 'cause you had a stiffie over little Patty Mc Cormick) pushin her Grandma down the stairs..

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aka: Nicely done, ya despicable! reprobate ;-þ
Yeah there will be wrists/slit, regular parades w/Tiki torches--so's they can show off their new shit-brown togs, leather stomper-boots and teh Gunz'n brass knuckle-heads. If'n ya Voted-Blue: all traffic fines start at 5-C-notes (and it's OK to diss yer Teacher) if'n s/he brings up that Civil Rights Repeal in the {newly dubbed} Reichstag in our shiny-new Fifth Reich™©®. (And we motorcycle Crazies can spin do-nuts on any street), long as a poster of Dear Leader is tied onto handlebars: á lá The Wild One (with an inset of Brando, post-mortem?)

Ahh... [cf. TeeVee Star Trek] redux: a Klingon's riposte when a Peace-planet Overseer renders all their Gunz/useless,

It would have been a Glorious little war.. {sob}