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"Obviously, the master race needs blue-eyed offspring, and therefore I must at once inject the corneas of these children with blue dye", said Josef Mengele
for notorious medical experimental activities known as the Angel of Death
lept from his flaming motorcycled and quipped with quasi-philosophical sarcasm, "I think, therefore you're dead." Death was a tough son of a bitch, but that's to be expected from someone who grew up
with an abnormally large wallot and strangely small sportscar. Doh! We knew he was rich
because he had plucked out his own eyes, replaced them with resplendent jewels, and then hired a personal servant to help
undo everything we'd done, or at least, someday, take the blame.
