Ding dong, Communism is dead. Not we just need to get back to the grand old tradition of violent strike-breaking and union-busting and all will be right with the world. Three cheers for capitalism! Hip-hip, hooray! Hip-hip-hooray! Hip-hip-hooray!
Ricky Fitness
To use Skeeter's word, I totally bonked today. Legs... sluggish... arms... weak... sweating... like a Wilson... okay... that's normal... ugh. But, going to the "gym" isn't supposed to be fun; as Dr. Perry Cox said, "It's about hating your body."
Die Drei Ringe von Krupp
Remember, kids, it is important not to confuse Alfried Felix Alwyn "Alfred" Krupp with his great-grandson Alfried Felix Alwyn Krupp von Bohlen und Halbach. Alfred Krupp (1812-1887) was a bit of a madman, or, if you prefer, an eccentric genius, but he wasn't a bad guy; Alfried Krupp (1907-1967) was a Nazi, a pirate, and a slaveowner. May John J. McCloy rot in Hell for letting Alfried Krupp out of prison early.
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