deadbilly

Groucho: What is that you're working on, Karl?
Karl: My manifesto.
Groucho: Gazuntite.
Karl: No, you fool, my MANIFESTO.
Groucho: Oh yes, I prefer my manifesto with a white clam sauce, angel hair...
Karl: I said MANIFESTO!
Groucho: Oh, is that like one of those stag parties I keep reading about. A MAN-i-FEST-o.
Karl: I'll have you know that this paper will change the world
Groucho: How about starting with that hair of yours
Karl: I hate you.

I say we take it to Broadway.

Start a vote and get that asshole Colinisim out. Then the group can return to its conservative roots.