When you look like a hideous monster sewn together by Dr. Frankenstein, maybe you should drop the fat jokes from your "insult comedy" routine.

See, the thing is that this is an actual joke. Multiple meanings of the word "knockers", potential embarrassment on the part of Dr. Frankenstein, unexpected grace when Inga accepts the 'compliment'; there's a lot going on in a seemingly simple joke. Too many contemporary movies would just have a big slob walk up to a woman, stare at her breasts, and say, "What a huge rack!" and consider that to be somehow funny.

Dear Kevin Phillips,

How'd that little experiment work out for you, Dr. Frankenstein?

Sincerely,

The Country You Loved And Fucked.

Et Tu, Dr. Frankenstein?

Damn you Dag! It's because of you I've not watched this year's season of Frontline!

Like Dr. Frankenstein, you have created a monster which is quickly escaping your control. Heh. Reading the "ancient" history of VS certainly brings some perspective to it all.

WTG man - you have mined a fabulous jewel from the slag of the internet (with a little polishing help from Lucky and James ). May it shine ever brighter.