If you were in the UK you'd all be wearing knickers right now. We should really have made more of that during the Olympics.

Yay! I'll have a virtual Cuba Libre, please.

Sesame Street was brought to you by the letters O, M, F and G.

Big Bird! Don't talk to Rick Santorum about rabbits. It's a trap.

Mitt Romney just wanted a picture! You can't disappoint a picture!

You DO NOT TALK ABOUT RECREATIONAL ABORTION CLUB.

Yay, thank you!

YES! Joy! Congratulations, petrichor!

You bring me great joy, my friend!

This comment made my evening.

Sounds like a perfectly normal annual medical check up to me. You have your abortion and your prostate exam and then you go next door to the blacksmith to have your hooves re-shoed.

Oh no, this is worse than the time the Baios caught us all in shitass flagrante.

God, I hate it when I've worked all night on my history report and then fucking Gary Busey turns up at the last minute with a bunch of real-life historical figures and gets an A.

I hope this means Tom Hanks can finally be brought to justice for murder.

OH MY GOD MY TESTIC... wait.

Oh my.

Daaaa

All the tiny, shrinking penises will look up and shout, "Save us!"... and Geena Davis will look down and whisper, "No".

Simon Pegg, I pledge unto you my eternal allegiance for finally getting that fucking "Abortion Papers" song out of my head.

Oh no! Feminism , what hast thou wrought?