Beachy Hitler is Out.
Bye bye, Beachy Hitler. I loved you, then you turned on me. Even bangs couldn't save you. You were meant for a four month tenure, but you are being bounced out of office after four weeks. You are now in the basement. The bunker, as it were.
Your replacement? The less fascist Samarra in brown. (I tried again and got one less hairy.)
Hard to get used to, per usual.