Oh yeah, and the large marge guy, last but certainly not least. Making songs about prepping. wtf? That guy was too fat to live for a year on his food supply (and dont tell me he is going to ever get out of his steel tomb, even if he manages to squeeze his obese, buttered ass in there to begin with).
I give him a week, and when the news breaks that Russia unfueled their bomber, someone will find him in that bunker thing of his soaked in his own fluids, wedged in a chair and his face in a bowl of stew. Like the guy from the movie Seven.