Washington: I told her, "Look lady, I don't know how I got in here and frankly I'm just as shocked as you are."

Roosevelt: That's disgusting!

Washington: But unfortunately true.

Lincoln: Ok, people let's settle down. I've called this meeting because I've learned of some news.

Jefferson: Is it time for another redesign already?

Lincoln: No, this is something far more serious. I've learned there is talk about getting rid of one of us.

Roosevelt: Is not me is it? Oh, it's probably me. I can't help it I don't conform. I'm drinking milk every day to help me grow big and strong. You'll see.

Lincoln: Calm down, Frank. It's me they're after.

Roosevelt: Oh, well then...

Jefferson: ...perfect sense...

Washington: ...no big deal.

Lincoln: That's all you have to say?

Washington: What did you expect?

Lincoln: I expected your support. I expected us to rise up together to fight this, but I should have known. None of you can put yourselves in my shoes. You don't know what it's like to be left behind for strangers to do with you as they please. You haven't been left buried in the dark places on this Earth knowing no one will bother to look for you. You don't know what it's like to fall and no one even has the decency to stop to help you up.

Sacagawea: I know how you feel, Abe.

Lincoln: Quiet, you.

Jefferson: I think you're taking this too seriously. You've had a good run. Maybe it's time to think about retirement.

Lincoln: Never. Mark my words, Jefferson. When I'm gone you'll be next. You'll all be next until none remain.

Washington: There's no way they would get rid of me. I'm the biggest.

Kennedy: Don't be so sure about that.

Washington: Oh, uh... I... Um.

Kennedy: I know. You forgot about me. Everybody does. But soon it will be my turn in the spotlight.

Jefferson: You don't mean...

Kennedy: That's right. I've been behind it all along. My ingenious plan will phase all of you out in the next fifteen to twenty years.

Roosevelt: You monster!

Lincoln: But why?

Kennedy: We're a lot alike, Abe. I've felt the scorn and disgust of the world. But unlike you, there is no place for me in it. And it's time I get my revenge.

Washington: But you plan will most likely destroy you as well.

Kennedy: Don't you see? It doesn't matter anymore. Muhahahahaha...

The Bell: *ding*

Lincoln: Oh. It looks like our time is up. I guess we'll have to continue this at the next meeting.

Kennedy: Same time next week?

cravipat escaped the blue labyrinth long enough to write this.

3 adventurers found their way to the golden castle.

Words uncovered in the catacombs : oddities

I'm going to talk about burgers. They've been on my mind a lot lately thanks to an onslaught of commercials from a fast food burger chain whose mascot has caused thousands of people to sleep with weapons under their pillow just in case they "wake up with the king."

You've probably seen them, ads featuring burgers consisting entirely of meat and cheese. And then you start wondering did I just see Tattoo? And then the next time you see the commercial it ends differently, so you can't be sure. But then you see the commercial where you though you saw Tattoo, but he isn't there. Then you begin to question your sanity until finally you see the commercial one more time and there he is, Tattoo. But isn't he dead? Yes. Yes, he is. Apparently this burger is so amazing it even gives life to the dead. With a message like that I had to have one.

After having one I wondered why Zombie Villechaize would allow himself to be involved in such a project. When a burger is only comprised of two things those two things better be good. The cheese was good, but honestly is there such a thing as bad cheese apart from a slice that falls into the little crack between the counter and refrigerator when no one notices and starts to fester after a week. The meat didn't live up to expectations and considering it comprised more than 50% of the burger I wound up a bit disappointed.

But lets get back to the mystery of why a dead man is appearing in commercials. Is it a Hervé Villechaize look-a-like or was Tattoo digitally ripped from his island paradise to help shill burgers? Check out this video around the three minute mark to help you make up your mind. I also found an article claiming he's a digital reproduction, and newspapers never lie, right? So there you have it, if you're famous and dead you never know what you may end up endorsing.

cravipat escaped the blue labyrinth long enough to write this.

2 adventurers found their way to the golden castle.

Words uncovered in the catacombs : commercials, food