The Good Old Days…

Weren’t really all that good to be quite honest-


Let’s face it- if some dude is getting his leg hacked off I’m not standing next to him patting him on the head in an attempt to comfort him like the goodly priest above is doing.  Nope.  You get your leg sawn off, buddy, you are just on your own.  I’ll be down at the Starbucks getting a latte.