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How could anyone, let alone a crazy kid, think Harrumph would be more terrible than Killer Eek? In fact, if forced to make the determination between the two, despite brutal embarrassment and sense of suffocating abjection to idiocy, I'd pick Harrumph because once in a while he shows evidence of something remotely akin to principle and maybe even enough megalomania to risk his grandchildren on it. Of course, I will not be forced to make that determination, but I hope this kid cracked his skull open enough to get some light in there.
What I really want to know is: How in this debauch we call "the world" can anyone feel the need to pixelate genitals or scorn foul language? Our politics alone are worse by far than any snuff film, and our foreign policy is a snuff film.
always and any time....
