--- Bless Mr. H. Yesterday, at our weekly tete-a-tete, I was related to
him the depths of my depression due to a lack of Silly Germans. Being
the good friend that he is, he sympathized. He agreed that he was
depressed at this as well. He resolved to help me with this problem and
as he's a reliable sort, he kept his word and came up with this for me.

Which, of course, leads to this excruciatingly poor bit of sarcasm: Tomatoes really do attack. And they're killer!

I can die happy now.

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