Annalee: Who would win in a smackdown between X-men straight-edger Beak and punk rock straight-edgers Minor Threat?
John: I'm currently eating takeout from Dublin's only takeout Mexican place, Burritos 'n' Blues, which doesn't have the latter and only arguably the former. It's run by an extremely loud and cheery Kentucky woman with poofy hair, garish make-up and thighs larger than most men's torsos. I particularly like their Nachos Grande, which consists of approximately four tortilla chips buried underneath a pound of hamburger, a pound of melted cheese, two pounds of jalapenos and some green goop they claim to be guacamole. No, I'm not some great big fatty, merely a man with an engorged heart larger than a cow's.
Lisa: I'm flying! I'm flying! Don't bother to look for me, I'm on a transpacific flight to Tokyo. Bai bai.
