Another Negro flash mob has lain siege to it, no doubt.

Club the Seventh Seal in a game of Whack-a-Mole with seals instead of moles!

Hey Patton! Ike is getting sick of your crazy shennanigans!

Is it too soon for a rock opera based on the life of Muammar Gaddafi starring Javier Bardem? Because that's what I'm writing.

Cien Anus.

Pinko Leper Redistributionists!!!!

I can't believe they nominated these movies! I didn't like any of them! What gives?!?!?!

"You bet he was!"

Thank you!

When they give the award to Christopher Plummer, Max should try to beat him to the stage and see if anyone notices.

Mmmmmmmmm……..donuts.

It's about baseball and math. Brace yourself!

It was a Zionist's wet dream.

Oh, my. Imagine that. Since this has never happened before, the Internet understandably runs around like a chicken with its head chopped off. And not just any chicken: an indie chicken. CLUCK CLUCK CLUCK *BLUCK* CLUCK.

That must've been a weird meta-experience for Jack, then.

But what if they bring that HOLOGRAM of BOB HOPE back out?!?!? You know, for the kids!

Would you say that to Tom Petty?

More like "Withers poon."

Japs want giant eyes. You know, subconsciously.

Boy, I'll bet its perky, though.