Joe Biden did this. If you were angry at him, you are required to be angry at Trump…Sean.

New York's hottest club is Mooch. Located in the back of a condemned pizza parlor, this roaming oil slick was founded by an unemployed cokehead. This place has everything. Cocaine. Verbal abuse. COCAINE. Blow Job Stevie. (Pause) It's that thing where a decrepit old man attempts to s his own c.

We are having a good laugh about this thread in our CompuServe chat room.

If the young girls show up for Harry Styles, just imagine how many will show up for Ryan Stiles.

By the way, The Queen Of Thorns:

In honor of George Romero, Euron should have said "They're coming to get you Barbara" to the Sand Snakes.

I didn't know Peter Jackson pitched King Kong to ABC as an anthology series, only to cobble it into one pretty good but vastly overrated film once it was rejected.

Apparently, Wildfire is smokable.

It's all part of Melisandre's plan to crowd source a production of L'Rhonn Hobard's epic novel "Battlefield Essos."

Good to see Euron jumping off stage from his Creed cover band set and embracing the mosh pit.

TAPIOCA!

Gambling on death is so macabre and against the will of the Gods. Please strip and begin to walk. Shame. Shame. Shame. Shame.

It's amazing how people can look at David Lynch hobbling together two fairly effective episodes of a "Twilight Zone" type anthology series rejected by ABC and call it a vision.

- Not my tempo. (Throws a cymbal)
- Hey, quit throwing cymbals at my head.
- Would you rather I hold you down and brand a swastika in your ass then sodomize you like a Hebrew?
- OK. Got it. Not your tempo.

In SoHo.

My shop/industrial arts class was just me watching the contraption scenes from Saw. My home economics class was watching Bryan Fuller's Hannibal. My language arts class consisted of watching nothing but Trump speeches. I have a well-rounded education.

So, is Sverrir Gudnason like the Swedish male version of that girl from Magnificent Seven and Girl On The Train who only gets work because Jennifer Lawrence passed on the script. Only, in this case, it's producers trying to pass off a fake Tom Hiddleston.

I only take artisanal cyanide. It must be freshly harvested bitter almonds that are farm to table and ground only in a stone mortar and pestle by my personal potion sommelier. I then drink Drano ironically.

Stop bringing up XTC songs.

Ed Sheeran looks disturbingly like Van Morrison. Either Moondance or The Man And His Street Choir era. Enough that he should get a paternity test and go on Povich.