When did they let this guy out of the asylum?
I thought he had a life for the criminally insane.
Ran into someone like him in San Diego Summer of 84 at an all night pancake house where both the fists and syrup was flying.
Heard he uprooted, and was unleashed on Europe, God help them.
Keep serving it up Briggs, make it to go, heavy on the sarcasm, and…Hold the mayo!
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