Hey, how’s the painting?

Here’s another, a different Alright.

ETA: Ach. Jumped the gun.

Jesus, Redford. That’s down-tempo for Saturday night. But I like it. To continue the theme:

Here’s for Berman:

Calling Knoxville “Erotic City” shouldn’t be enough to get fired, but I could understand why it would be enough to be placed under a 72-hour mental health observation.

Dan Phillips’ thoughts as he put together the segment on April 21: “This is going to be epic. This is going to be awesome. This is going to go viral, and I’m finally going to be able to get off the Fox affiliate of this podunk backwater full of phony wannabe cowboys from Des Moines who waste their lives trying to come…

Oh, I hate you sooooo much.

I hate you, Kinja.

Johnny, this is Drew Carey at 22.

I used snuff/smoked for the better part of 18 years.

At least there wasn’t video of him waving his dick in the wind.

“Even if you don’t” not know the song “Bananas and Blow”:

He really wants to play in Philly.

He’s just confirming his love of Ween.

D’oh, indeed.

You can’t outsource or offshore plumbers, mechanics, electricians, or any other skilled labor.

Oh, there’s way more than five people in the Bohemian Grove. Gawker says so.

Oh, God. FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOTBAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW

Marino: So the Last Man is as ineradicable as a flea beetle? Isn’t that a good thing?