Kek. Q is stalking new breads now.
We're not going to force it.
We're going to slip it in.
Nice and slow.
Then twist it hard.
That is a nice coincidence.
I just picture that sweating little paki sitting in the interrogation room, chain-smoking and giving it all up to save his slimey skin.
Waterboard the fucker before we let him out. Just for fun.
omg ftw indeed, Maxie
Rock on.