Could you muck out Toby's stable, please?

Where shall we keep the holiday, / And duly greet the entering May? / Too strait and low our cottage doors, / And all unmeet our carpet floors; […]

At-ten-SHUN! ¶ The United States Marine Corps wants your children.

Are you out of your fucking mind? Think you can control her? She's relentless. Unbullshitable.