.... is spoolin' up for a meltdown.
Enough said, really (without it becoming embarrassing for anyone).
Now, usually we just let these things fall by the waist side, straining our necks to get a better view of the carnage.
Well, no more!
We are all sad and pathetic, indeed. But we are the brotherhood of the sad and pathetic, gawdammit.
Let not one of us fall into the dark and downward spiral of retardedness, lest we all do. For we are only as strong as our weakest retard.
Nuke, talk to us.
The rest of ya? Now's the time to pitch in.
One for all, and all for one. There is no "I" in team.