The worldwide communist Frankensteinian Computer-God Satanist lizards can put a man on the bleedin' moon, and turn men into men with tits (a massive feat for the dialectical self-movement of capital-P Progress and emancipation), but they still haven't found a way to bring out a monstrous ****ing blow-up bouncy castle for these kinds of situations? The absolute state of the world

Nightshift's as dead as ever, I see