Hitler's got a man crush, and boy is he excited about the upcoming baseball banquet. He's wishing on a star, and that star is a guy named Peter Moore. But there's plenty of dark matter in this particular universe, and that dark matter's got a name, too: Big Mike Robertson!
You have, at last, found your true metier, despite its desperate and heretofore successful attempts to evade you. Truly, with you as his head writer, Hitler could have simply beguiled France, and thence the world.
scout558 3 months ago