Wait, Wait…Don't Tell Me at least has a simple premise that's capable of having funny moments, depending on who the panel is. Moshe Kasher was on recently and was hilarious.

mmm … righteous fisting.

… Skeletor with a really cool brother who's great at cooking Mexican food.

"You mess with the Cat, you get the Clops!"

My favorite cock ring is named "Purple Belt."

*stares at Chris Hovan jersey*

Holy shit, that's brilliant.

Our new stadium will look like a CrockPot designed by Frank Gehry on a cocktail napkin, and everyone will laugh at us because we are idiots that deserve to get swindled by the Wilfs.

"AP just went a little overboard."

Don't be a jerk … it's Ballistic: Ecks vs. Sever.

I would personally like to see "Mewling Cum Stain" or "Suspended Abortion" as his formal title.

I didn't find anything definitive about Fukunaga not being involved. All I saw was that there'd be multiple directors.

Well, if you think that's a hoot, I got something better:

It's Jonah Ray. Being a prick is par for the course.

The radio show was some pretty manipulative bullshit that was completely forced. I read somewhere that Kohan really wanted it to happen and even reached out to Ira Glass to play himself.

Like everything else on the internet, it was stolen from Reddit.

Remember kids: if you're going to be racist, do it behind their backs.

For Paula Deen and Phil Robertson, For all white males ages 18-35, everyday is a white boy day!

He was pretty good during their thrash period in the 80s. He had a larger drum set and was willing to push himself to match the quality of stuff his band-mates were putting out (Cliff Burton's bass parts and James Hetfield's rhythm guitar parts still amaze me).

Lars Ulrich is the Adam Sandler of drumming.