That’s all I got out of this.

Ha! Fair enough...

There have been many, many bad productions of Shakespeare’s plays, including all of Branaugh’s. And the above.

Oh, by the way, Happy Birthday, Orson!

“I’ve said before, when you declare yourself politically, you destroy yourself artistically,” he said.

Right, but as you’ll notice, this is the US. Most people here don’t think cows have magic powers, and are better between two sesame seed buns, not shitting in the middle of traffic.

It still doesn’t make sense. “I’m a vegetarian, so I’m going to try and eat a meal in a place that’s first and foremost a seller of slaughtered animals.”

Why on earth would you go to a McDonald's for a vegetarian meal? Do you shop for canoes at a car dealership, too?

No, because it makes a mockery out of all their claims about religion. What’s good for the goose is good for the gander, you see.

Letting out the most heinous fart is mine.

You just know she pities some fool.

Wow, Babs. Either it’s the Photoshopping or the surgery, but you look like one of those creepy “real-life” sex dolls here.

The 80s, eh? So Old Navy, then?

Fuck you, how-old

Jesus, who took this picture? Barbara Walters?

Whoa-ho-ho! He’s also responsible for this gem:

If self-immolation didn’t stop the Vietnam war, it sure as shit isn’t going to stop a common and simple medical procedure.

Oh, wow, when did she get a nose job?