I saw Merle at the Austin Rodeo two years ago, and I saw Willie there this year. Merle still sounds great, but he gets tired quickly and his singing voice gets more and more quiet as the set goes along. Willie was never an amazing singer and has always kind of talked his way through his songs, but more so than ever…

Clicking on all of the examples in West Texas is like reading a Cormac McCarthy novel.

It can be two things.

Do you have a tracking number for that joke, TheFedExPope? Because it failed to arrive.

Travolta: "NO I AM NOT GAY STOP SAYING THAT!!!"

If you would like my professional diagnosis, I would say that it's the poop that fell out of his butt chin.

You sure about that? I think I see one.

That scene in the theater was… disturbing.

How rude!

Probably all the residual coke flowing through his veins. He'll be skinny for eternity!

It was called Velvet Revolver (minus Izzy). It wasn't pretty.

If I can just get off of that LA freeway without gettin' killed or caught, down that road in a cloud of smoke for some land that I ain't bought bought bought!

Keep 'em comin', Gleep Glop!

Don't blame me, I voted for Mrs. Kodos!

Because sex. Duh. It's right there in the title!

Sorry, but Emma Stone King prefers the ladies!

Whoah-oh-oh! There's nothing his love can't fix for ya, baby.

It was probably something along the lines of "a man's," which would explain Becca's desire to omit it.

No, it would be about his dog eating chocolate and then Louis CK punching him in the face repeatedly while trying to induce vomiting.

Limey bastards.