Comments: All Ground Up and Nowhere to Go

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I've not seen two less likely looking candidates for the category "Guys who stand around in the garage and play with their meat together".

Friends of yours?

But also, amid all this bloviation and bluster, and in the light of my recent attemp at rapprochement, I must demand: where's the beef?

It's in the bucket.

Or maybe that counts as head cheese?