Fun Fact:

You're talking about me aren't you.

I'd still rather have The Colbert Report on during the most absurd Republican nominating process in the history of the country.

"Pip pip gov'nor seems a spot of the ol' Armageddon has befallen Londontown. Cheerio. 'ello 'ello 'ello. Right. Good day to you sir. God save the Queen. Bangers and mash. Fish and chips. Take a lift to my flat on the dole."

"Pip pip gov'nor seems a spot of the ol' Armageddon has befallen Londontown. Cheerio. 'ello 'ello 'ello. Right. Good day to you sir. God save the Queen. Bangers and mash. Fish and chips. Take a lift to my flat on the dole."

Hey Internet.
The Jerk Store called.
And they're all outta Hugh.

"Let's not listen."

You must hate most of our shared empirical reality of Christendom.

Stupid sexy Flanders

Well, what do you know…
it is possible to give hateful shit stains a bad name.

His parents should have pulled him out of that…monsterssori school.

"A wreck involving a rectum on the interstate today. A semi collided with a colon on the Hershey Highway. Complete analysis after this break."

I read like I make love.

How about, "Ass drives ass over asphalt"

*prays for collision with the Oscar Meyer Wiener truck*

It is indeed smooth and without sharp protrusions.

…and from over the horizon, a replacement for the Confederate battle flag emerged.

Nothing says America like trucking, tattoos, and a giant white ass.

Aw, I can't stay mad at you Internet.

Watch out. They're filled with measles.