badfysh:
"Good evening. May I recommend this fine green plastic bottle with a picture of grapes on it?"
badfysh:
"In time Magua became blood-brother to Mohawk to become free. In his heart he always was Huron."
badfysh:
"Those of you lucky enough to have your lives, take them with you. However, leave the limbs you've lost. They belong to me now."