"That man ate all our Trump Steaks, and two plastic lobsters!"

This review will seem all the more disturbing in 2018 when, through an entirely legitimate bidding process, Trump Grill Inc gets the contract to supply school meals nationwide.

White House press conferences will shortly be rebranded as [crying laughing emoji].

#tfwgordonsalive

This is hardly pushing the envelope. My millennial-skewing sitcom :/ will be the first with an emoji as its title, and all its dialogue delivered via poorly-spelled text and Facebook messages.

Bold move. Every musician who writes for the title will always be measured against Johnny Cash's classic 1979 miniseries Ghost Rider In The Sky.

Especially with the dollar-ruble exchange rate so favourable.

[Cancels subscription. Signs up to Canadian service, which is basically just repeats of Due South and Corner Gas.]

This Ain't Goodnight Moon XXX: A Porn Parody.

BREITBART BREAKING NEWS: NASA Officials Faked Moon Landing Because Nagging Wives Wouldn't Stop Asking 'Have You Got To The Moon Yet?'.

She's going to stay on the show until she wins an Emmy and her parents' ghosts can rest, their curse ended.

Oh, yes. The Invisible Hand will make sure everyone else keeps their hands where we can see them.

"There's a dianoga in mah boot!"

When they get to that beach from the trailers, I hope we hear all their opinions about sand.

Pork barrel politics, man. Some swing-vote Senator had the Death Star factory on his planet.

Since this release strategy went so well the last time, Episode VIII will download automatically to your iPhone.

But 'cool' now means 'lame'. But 'lame' means 'whack', so it's cool.

I do not, sir. What I want is to offer you some crude cartoons on the subject of Hell and whatnot.

"So, what brings you to this part of town?"

Well, I may as well get out in front of the story and explain why I made so many visits to that crackhouse. You see, I was handing out Chick tracts. I helped a lot of people.