Uth, that face. The bad, no-longer-trendy haircut. The big toothy smile that never reaches his eyes, those hideous eyebrows and the acne — the way he seems handsome till you take it all in.

Won't somebody please think of the rapist?!

... you could also challenge him to a match inside a steel cage, brother! Cheese-grater his face against the bars! Lock on the — WOO! — figure-four, daddy, make that fat-boy tap! Then you drop him a pile of thumb-tacks and hit him with the big leg!

Yeah, poor mom. I'm sure she feels somewhere around one-tenth as bad as his victim!

Rob Schneider was a down on his luck American...

What? I'm stuck as THIS me forever? Welp, time to go walk into a wood-chipper. Toodle-pip, y'all!

You may have punished her enough by naming her WeePiglet :-P

Well, it shouldn't have been mean-muggin' at him. Yeowtch.

Oh, the nuclear option is boarding school. The posh kind. With preppier, jockier kids than him. Where he can learn all about old-school, artisinal trolling.

Huh. I did not know. But like, good ones? Disney/Marvel ones? Or horseshit DC/X-men/Spidey/FF stuff? Ain't nobody got time for those.

It actually takes a lot of dedication to not let being violated ruin your performance piece. I'm not a big fan of performance art in general, but that's not really relevant.

Only Piers Morgan could make sticking up for rape victims into something ugly.

Yo, this little girl, dawg. Her verbal tick of saying "her" instead of "she?" Awesome child is awesome.

Folks. If there is a God, and God is not a giant toolbox, he will not answer your prayers for your son to learn nothing from your vicious cruelty.

That's called heterochromia, or boat-lights.

If I didn't know what big teddy-bears Berneses were, that dog's expression and chops-licking totally says, "Hello, adorable breakfast."

Clever. Except I'm a fella. That avatar is SuperMAN.

I actually feel quite bad for Juicy. His original betrayal was such a poignant indictment of racist biker culture. Then he earned his way back, only to lose it all again for a minor, unimportant slip of the tongue.

Yup. My main beef with Althea is actually her utter lack of even feigned effectiveness. All the "cool, good-at-being-a-cop" stuff Unser is doing? Could totally be her. Or you could have skipped her altogether and just made Wayne sheriff again, and introduced Althea as some deputy, not the damn chief of police. Imagine…

It was better, yeah. Because stuff finally happened, and the world's worst-kept secret got out. If only that had happened earlier. I just love how Sutter got half-again as much time to tell his story, and ended up telling half as much story.