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Wherein Julia Louis-Dreyfus pawns her Emmy.
So get on it, old man.
Weekend, or six months—both good options.
Or bats, as it were.
Sadly, the women in our lives won’t let us use flamethrowers.
Also, something about burgers.
We remember Colonel Klink saying something like that.
Clothing based on tradition for a good cause.
Guess we’ll have to improvise for our targets . . .
Man, it’s Amnesia: Dark Descent all over again.
It’s the modern man’s weekly reading list.
Especially when the Medici say so.