American Gods, The Handmaid's Tale,. . .

HAWT

From now on, might I first think of something other than Bo Derek whenever I hear "Bolero"? Quite possibly!

Julia Louis-Dreyfus and Gillian Anderson.

No, the other President Cheeto Bandito. . .

I assume that Chuck Norris is like a chicken, in that you could theoretically decapitate him and he'd keep living for quite some time.

President Cheeto Bandito is next!

Ok so let's just be crystal clear: Klan wife cat fights: how common are they exactly?

You love your cigar, but you take it out of your mouth once in a while?

And how about your sister Magjie, does she agree with you?

I did literally hear a younger millennial at work bust out "jiff" earlier this week, so by Xanderpuss's own anti-millennial bullshit principle the g should be hard. QED

FUCK THAT, PABST BLUE RIBBON!

Klan rallies look like badly staged softcore erotica?

Have you taken your girls jirls to see Logan yet? Because the kid in that movie is the basic image I'm getting jetting here.

The most disturbing part of this whole exchange to me is that you're probably passing this bad habit of yours onto your daughters who are going to sound like idiots when they start trying to talk about dank memes on the playground.

That's why you should've used a condom. . .

Which seems like a waste of effort when he could just whack at his caddy's balls all afternoon without leaving the clubhouse.

But I mean. . .you weren't born yet at all in the 90s? Why'd you have to go and make a math problem outta this?

Hmmm, I've put off watching this in the quixotic hope that a full-length version would be unearthed and released first but maybe it's time to bite the bullet and take what I can get.

Yeah, after that false start I read Dubliners and Portrait—which is perhaps somewhat more enjoyable if one went to a school run by Catholic priests and got steeped in the theology—before finally going on to Ulysses just after finishing college over the period of about a month commencing with the 100th anniversary of…