Yeah, me too.

Mojo Nixon told me that there's a little bit of Elvish in each and every one of us.

Fuck, now what am I going to do with this gold/platinum amalgam crossbow that I had forged by virgins during a solar eclipse?
-tosses it over his shoulder-

OZONE"S GOT A HOLE!
DOWN BY THE SOUTH POLE!
WE"RE ALL GONNA DIE!
IF WE DON"T REDUCE CARBON EMISSIONS BY AT LEAST 59%!

You'd think that would qualify as a Great Job!

Thank Univision, the A.V. Club was still up and running, to the point where I didn't even notice anything else was gone.

Counterpoint: Mr. Popiel.

Not every bone attaches to another! The hyoid is only attached to the skeleton by muscles and ligaments!
(I'm sorry; I have an anatomy test coming up on Wednesday…)

You are thirteen going on thirty
Fellows will fall in line
Eager young lads and rogues and cads
Will offer you food and wine
Totally unprepared are you
To face a world of men
Timid and shy and scared are you
Of things beyond your ken

That headline had three too many words for comfort.

Not 1-9-9-9?

AHA!
ROAD MAPS!

EXACTO STATISTICUS!

Yeah, but when you do that in the Muggle world, the cops tend to get involved. Especially when something flies out the end of the "stick" you're waving around.

Wow. I went over there to read that, and… wow. There's uptight, and then there's them.

I heard that they were so square that when you say they honored Dylan, they thought they were honoring Dylan Thomas.

I read that too quickly and saw "a Mario version of Skyrim", which, on further thought, I would actually like to see.

If I only had your optimism.

If there were to be a fourth debate, would he have slid to the level of "Yuh-huh!" "Nuh-uh!" for two hours, while Hillary and the moderators go to get drinks?

Yes, but interestingly enough, they're still dressed in bikinis while they science.