Dr. Bronson: I’m afraid I have some bad news. Your boy is very sick. He’s lost a massive amount of blood, and his pulse and retinal response are poor, and as you can see there’s an axe sticking out of his head.
Big Chuck: He’s not sick, you idiot, he’s dead!
Dr. Bronson: Oh, everybody’s a doctor. You think maybe I could make the diagnosis?
Reagan is decayed, Romney is dismayed, our hero is healed, the Evil Bug is concealed.
Come back tomorrow when even more is revealed.
