"Don't you think you're being a little hasty, Jack?" He reconsidered. The one's who fear forks often do.
This is seriously my office.
What's a matter, Dicks? You couldn't just write 'Google' once? Dicks!?!
Google has two floors.So did the Nazi's.
Google: Balls on the outside, Dicks on the inside.
And so it's down to me. The burden of honor falls on my shoulders. It is up to me to take down the apparent internet juggernaut that is Google.net, (or is it .com? I don't have time to check.). I may not have the necessary funds or the support of my suit-wearing Cracked superiors, or even a formal plan, but mark my words, Internet: Google is going down. This isn't over. Not by a long shot. A fucking long shot. Google is probably going to push back, to counter my attacks in some way. I've gotta tell you, that wouldn't be wise. Sure, I know what you're thinking, Google. You're thinking 'Did he get fired from Cracked, or not?' Well, to tell you the truth, in all this excitement, I've kinda lost track myself. But seeing as Cracked does have the power to blow your site clean off the internet, you gotta ask yourself one question: 'Am I feeling lucky?' Well? Are ya? Bitch?
Plenty of everyday things have weird connections to the Nazis.
The thing about plot twists is that they almost never make sense on repeat viewing.
Sometimes the silliest goofballs get away with the vilest things.