I haven't been this excited since this honor was bequeathed to Sir Pauly Shore after his efforts in the Punjab.

and yes, they are remixes.

mogwai fear satan.

And longer fingers.

Or Mormonism?

I was wondering about that part where he tap dances with Baryshnikov, thinking "Isn't this from White Nights"? But then I remembered that I'm no historian, so just just shut up and enjoy the fight scene with Chuck Norris at the end.

You know the difference between an oral and a rectal monocle?
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The taste.

That photo looks like Lady Gaga gave her the hot lunch.

Where I'm from, we just call the taint a chin rest.

I was just in touch with them to pitch an idea for a new show; "Butch Eye For the Queer Guy". Picture it: 5 of America's most militant lesbians barge, uninvited, into a gay man's apartment. While they rifle through his closet, his kitchen and his bathroom wreaking havoc, one keeps the mark in check by keeping him in a…

HOW'DYA LIKE YOUR NEW RENOVATION???!!!

Too much Crisco in that skillet.

No no no no; It was called yellow journalism because the Chinese had a monopoly on the media back in the day. Or journalists used to piss on each other as a form of coded communication. I forget.

I'd like to see him do a documentary series where he visits the world's hardest women's prisons.

Because all you can say is "Muuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhf".

Thank you Tom Waits!

How embarrassing for Mr. Cruz. To be unequivocally cleared of such accusations by the simple fact that; "that cannot be Ted Cruz, because Ted Cruz cannot rock as hard as Stryper," must be a real slap in the face. And slapping that face must make the most stomach churning sound. Like slapping a pile of mayonnaise.

Vote TRUMP!

Pee Wee + Divine would have = holy shit.

I hate that this is how my parents will find out, but whatever…Mom, dad; I'm a Homme-sexual.