If I ever go into witness protection I'm picking the name "Patton Oswald", because it will make me effectively ungoogleable.

*Spike Lee drives around the neighborhood reading Trevor Noah's tweets over a roof-mounted loudspeaker*

1) Incomplete comment loading, which was already a problem.
2) No more pages, which was already a problem.
3) Now upvoting sometimes malfunctions and takes you off the page, meaning you have to go back and reload all the comments again, which is new.

That is literally the first thing I say when I get out of bed every afternoon.

Butterfly goop is a limited natural resource. It would be poor judgement to let it fall into the hands of Big Pharma.

At 762 comments and counting, I do know one thing: this article arrived at the perfect time to demonstrate some of the specific ways that Disqus has shit the bed again.

Meanwhile, Ari Shaffir gratuitously insulted a woman comedian by name in his act for allegedly having a "fat smell".

What if you're making jokes on potentially offensive topics because it's an effective way of addressing those topics?

PRIORITIZE DAMMIT

A comedian shouldn't be prepared to die on the hill of "I'm a comedian, and I make jokes"?

Well, develop a reliable and scientifically objective testing mechanism, and we can start categorizing.

Well, the Happy Endings Writers countdown counted down, to nothing.

JAM, FUCK YOU

Wynn Win Situation

*Fry squint*

I thought the "I'm political" moment, implying all it did about the impulse to bend truth in one's own favor, was great. But the follow-through with the rest of his speech didn't quite stick the landing.

Aside from being funny, it was a great friendship moment unburdened by their usual recreational-conflict dynamic.

It's good in terms of being moreorless a basic grid aligned by cardinal directions, which makes the controls easier. But there's so much map.

Hmph. Manhattan is a cakewalk compared to Montreal.

I did state recently that from now on I want all bad news to be delivered by Casey Wilson in some capacity…