Yup. Those AIDS comments were the last nail in the coffin for Chomsky's relationship with Foucault.

Seven great flavors that taste great together!

Alright! Now I don't even have to subscribe to Harper's to enrich my life by telling people I read Harper's!

We owe him so much, and yet I don't ever want to have to deliver him a thank you card.

Of course he does. He's an outlaw.

The only think I like about it is that it reminds me of how awesome my friends are on Facebook.

Well, I hope your joke was worth it because now no one is going to understand my joke.

A few days ago I made the mistake of clicking the "Michael Moore" link on Facebook's little trend-meter up on the right-hand side.

I'm betting $80,000 dollar each-way on that someone being Tila Tequila.

A meth-head can smoke meth out of anything if they've gone long enough without smoking meth.

Experience the spectacle, live on Broadway!

I'll bring that up with my repair guy tomorrow.

Yeah. Total bonkers-type situation. I sorta feel bad for the guy.

We've heard the wisdom of Smootchie Wallace on this account before, haven't we? It's hard to forget a name like that.

Yesterday, I was driving down this dirt road, and I passed a farm, and there was a horse in a pasture, and next to the horse there was a donkey just chillin' with the horse. And I though, "Aw, that's so cute. The horse has a donkey for a friend."

When you X-ray Kid Rock's skull the film comes back with that YouTube "Uh oh!" face where his brain should be.

Wow! You get Faygo and a melee weapon after you've drank the Faygo!

Guys, take it easy on him. He's just a child, for chrissakes!

Oh man, fine-art photography is the absolute worst.

Yeah, this is the first comedy release in a while that sounds exactly like something I'd want to see.