SparkBunny

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I don't know, man, my producer just handed me some cards with questions on them!

Ok, ok. I surrender. I'll buy your book.

Because The Brave Little Toaster is one of our favorite movies.

My grandfather was a mechanic in the Pacific theatre. He was driving a high ranking officer somewhere when the Jeep broke down. He got out to fix it, and when he turned his back to dig around in his tool kit, a shell dropped on the Jeep, killing the officer. My grandfather got a piece of shrapnel in his shoulder, a purple heart, and a trip home. He believed for a long time that the death of the officer saved his life, purely by coincidence.

I think the 200 angry gypsies is scarier. At least if the plane breaks up, there's little speculation on what's going to happen.