LiquidSilver

Adams couldn't have said it better. Or maybe he could, but only by telling an anecdote involving strangely normal people in a normally strange world.

Latvian walks into bar and asks bartender for potato. Bartender say "we no have potato, go away.' So Latvian goes.

Next day comes back and ask for potato again and bartender say 'Told no potato, go.' Latvian goes.

Next day Latvian goes in bar again and ask for potato and bartender say 'We NO potato! You come back, I call politburo!' Latvian go again.

New day and Latvian come to bar and ask for potato again. Bartender call politburo and polit kill Latvian and rape daughters. Such is life.

I visited a tiny, one room house once. The Romans built it.

I have no idea what you tried to do there.