Sigourney Weaver is the one with the high forehead. That's how you can tell.

Sloe gin fizzes are good, and drinking them does not make you gay. It does, however, make you a mallwalker.

TV romance is often pretty dicey, and as annoyed as I was by Bob's bordering-on-creepy persistence, damned if he and Marilyn don't have good chemistry in their scenes together. It's downright adorable seeing Marilyn interact with possibly the only character who speaks fewer words than herself. It's a doomed…

So Trump's seeming inability to distinguish fact from fiction is actually a clever IT policy?

To be fair, who do you expect France to cooperate with?

OK, worst homosexual president ever.

Gin is the most refreshing of the liquors. A simple rickey on a hot day is just excellent.

Fake Newsradio: Jimmy James sells WNYX to Breitbart. Hilarious Nazi-adjacent antics ensue.

Or my erotic Caroline In The City reboot.

I'm Frau Blücher, and so's my wife!

Trump's so lame, I hit him in the knee and now he limps!

Ancillary benefits include all-night viewings of Picard's goodies.

This might be the politest possible way to call out a fatty.

Ouch. I listened to it, and didn't think it was this terrible, just uninteresting. I guess it's the longing for what could have been that drags it down.

"Near To The Wild Heart of Life" has been stuck in my head ever since the stupid Japandroids released that song.

The guitar gets stuck in my head more than the lyrics. Not the main riff either, the chorus part. Bow, bow, bow, bow, bowbowbowbow, bowbowbowbow, bowbow, bowbow

Oh lawdy yes. That song is figuratively ruined for me by its own catchiness.

wtf is deafness lol

Interesting to note that the WHO's overall ranking of health systems put the US at #37 among all nations and Cuba at #39. Think that says more about us than them.

Well they'll pass a law against that.