Dust the tray and syringes for Jenny McCarthy's fingerprints.

After attacking the neighbor for witchcraft, Olomua went to Mass and had communion where she ate flesh and drank blood. Nothing strange about that.

"Happy Motherfucker's Day, Mom! You're the best pimp in the world!"

The same way Republican political douchebags turn into tighty-whitey skid marks — God's love for stupid shit.

Still seeking God's Glory Hole.

I didn't know Jenny McCarthy went to zoos.

Number 2? Perhaps when you grow up you'll be able to say bowel movement instead of kiddie-talk.

All religious institutions and religious employees should be taxed. No exceptions.

I like the outdoor speakers that have bull's-eyes painted on them. It makes it easier to shoot when asshole neighbors insist I listen to their music at 100 decibels.

Whiny self-importance in children is hilarious. She needs a nap.

It appears Cruz is bursting out the old Al Jolsen song, "Mammy".

If this is the worst thing that ever happens to Ms. Arbelaez, she's going to be fine. Look at all the publicity TPIR received. It could always be worse — she could be a Kardashian.

Ever notice how wrestling, evangelical faith-healers, and psychics seems to have the same imbecilic, frontal-cortex challenged fans?

"Red Lobster for the Seafood Lover in You!"

Call in Robert Durst. He'll take care of it.

In honor of Aguayo the Tijuana Donkey Fucks will begin one hour late tonight.

"Keep your god-damned TV chef, mommy blogger, and a naturopath away from me. I'd like to live a while longer to kick their stupid, ignorant asses."

Stay tuned as she unveils her latest perfume in recognition of her achievements - "Skanky" (her first choices, "Genital Warts" and "Nazi Rim-Job", were already taken).

"Tea-Party Republicans taste like chicken-shit."