November 22 is a bad day to open movies about anything in Dallas.

Dammit! I wanted something like this:

I wonder what it will be like.

West Dakota.

Youbetcha!

I popped this onto another post about her, but I think it fits. This is how I see her nowadays.

I'm sure you're right.

Lucky she didn't demonstrate "gas."

How nice for you.

When Huffington Post kicks you out, you get mad, then you get even (but mostly mad).

Well I'm just glad I won't come down with a case of cowpox. As for everything else, I'm not as glad.

I guess the wifebeaters sold out fast.

He looks like a diminutive Winston Churchill.

That's a trick question, lady.

Exactly.

I think they should both go fuck themselves.