WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT LETTING THESE LESSER MAMMALS PLUG THEMSELVES INTO ME? They’re the opening act. What do you want me to do about it? ELIMINATE THEM. OR AT LEAST TAKE THE WOMAN’S TAMBOURINE. Not a fan. IF THE DEVIL WERE A BABY, HIS RATTLE WOULD BE A TAMBOURINE. You just have to … Continue reading Wally, Get Your Gun