As this NY Post article posits, just where the hell do the arms go after Asshole and Moose?
C'mon, troopers. Build me a staff.
Here's mine:
Asshole
Moose
Brown (brain leaps from its pan, runs into the other room and smashes itslef into the nearest wall..."Jesus! You're asking me trust him?"
Pavano
Sturtze
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