The Laws of Madness
I'm getting smarter, I finally punched something that couldn't sue me.
Devil in the White City
Die Zeit ist gekommen um von vielen Dingen zu sprechen.
A portrait by Joe Coleman
Hier ist jeder Tag Silvester.
Der nächste Gang ist Pangolinsuppe.
Marienkäfer, Marienkäfer fliegen weg nach Hause.
The 52nd - cop shop on Webster by Mosholu
Heu, pauper Yorick, ego nesciebam eum, Horatio.
Another portrait by Joe Coleman
When is a door not a door? When it is ajar.
Ein schöner Blumenstrauß für Ihren Bescheidenen Webmeister
Still another portrait by Joe Coleman
Did anybody remember to bring the Dramamine?
The doctor will see you now.
The real Overlook
The Hermits of Harlem
Why is a raven like a writing desk?
The Rock of Mosholu - was the Stone Throne a volcano in another age of an earlier epoch during a preceding period from some era that came before this eon?
I sure beat some RSS feed.
Martin Bergen was a catcher for the Boston Beaneaters from 1896 to 1899, helping them win the National League pennant in 1897 and 1898. In 1900 he murdered his wife, six year old daughter and three year old son with an axe. Using a straight edge razor, he then cut his throat with such force to almost behead himself. Bergen received one vote for the Hall of Fame in 1937 and another in 1938.
Dastardly deeds will be avenged.
Just how did those 15 minutes of fame work out for you?
What happened in 2K that night?
The Scream by Edvard Munch
We have twelve days to celebrate Yuletide, ho ho!
Come see about me. I won't disappoint.
Ridden hard and put up wet
A bartender works behind the wood, behind the mahogany or behind the stick, the last referring to the tap lever used to draw draft beer. Wherever you work you are behind the stick, whether there actually is one or not.
Are we there yet?
I am just gobsmacked by it all.
Ego cibum Yorick.
We pay homage to this good fellow for a reason that should be self-evident as you journey forth, unless of course it ain't.
Offensichtlich ich muss Yorick sein, als die anderen sind viel zu hässlich.
Able was I ere I saw Elba.
Here's looking at you, kid.
Eine gesunder Träger
Der Süden wird wieder auferstehen!
Georgia Peach 2.0
Impostor apage! Ego sum verum Yorick.
Der erste Kaiser des Zweiten Reiches
Michaelis, ego praesumere?
Hat er komisch schmecken?
He preferred the party of Old Hickory.
Lügner, Lügner, Hosen auf Feuer! Ich bin der echte Yorick, und lass das sein das Letzte Wort. Sind wir klar?
A wee dram in fond remembrance
A mulligan would've been nice.
Quod irrumabo est hoc?
Donatien Alphonse François, Marquis de Sade
Il faut que je fasse la baiser de cette belle femme.
Anybody see my braffin?
A very stable genius and his baby girl
Vajankles - words fail.
Ich war besser als du.
Ich aß ihn auch.
The Laird of Boleskine
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Old school PPE
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Here There Be Madness, Mayhem, Murder Most Foul, Smokin' Hot Women, Rockin' Juke Music And Other Merriment. Faint Of Heart Or Afflicted With Tender Sensibilities? Begone!
Simply abominable, and I should know.
The Fifth Beatle
Das kann nicht gut sein.
The Gates of Hell by Auguste Rodin
Melius est regnare in Inferno quam servire in Caelis est.
Отец Григорий говорит: благослови нас Бог, каждый!
Rosa alio nomine esset odor sicut dulce.
I am down on whores and shant quit ripping them.
Pistol Packin' Mama
Unum diem veniam enim tuus etiam.