Please, no mixing!

Reichstag bomb strike?

Oh, God, you’re right.

Totes agree!

It so insecure, though. Two guys with a shoulder-mounted missile launcher and a cigarette boat, and the guy is toast. I mean, they are in Miami. You can buy that kind of stuff at the flea markets!

Does he have the plans out on the doing room tables where the waiters can see them?

God, yes. I remember the “No fly zone.” It was a good idea. Dicey to negotiate, but worth doing. Instead we have this probably-bootless posturing

Um, yeah. Let’s get an Exxon guy to be Sec’y of State, right after Putin tanked Russia’s economy and made oil exports absolutely crucial to his country’s ability to stay solvent. Let’s pack the Cabinet with a bunch of Climate Change deniers, just in time for a financially desperate Putin to have more countries to…

Do you suppose he has anyone specific in mind? Hmmmmm?

OH, geez. This is painfully plausible. OhGOD, Oh GOD, Oh, GOD!

Whoa, I missed that. Wow!

Oh, God, that’s a horrible thought.

Oh, wow! I didn’t realize that. Did it get made because technically Neil Patrick Harris is not a writer? Tell me more...

Ugh.

I like this idea very much. Kudos.

I don’t know whether to laugh or cry. I mean, I guess it is a Coal Mining Museum.

OK, I Lol’d!

Oho! If anyone ever saw the documentary about moving “Everybody Loves Raymond” to Russia, they’ll know that that’s an enterprise doomed to fail!

Wait, what? When do we get Dr. Horrible 2? I have the original on DVD.

Ashes, I need time off from sending nasty letters and organizing and soaking my feet to watch a little brainless TV. Those posters don’t make themselves, and then I want to put an ice pack on my neck and just relax a little.