You mean Tim Benzedrine?

Take your star and we’ll Basque in your glory.

Every Catalan independence supporter I’ve ever met was a wild bore, so this checks out.

You and I clicked it, didn’t we?

The University of Copenhagen contends an alternate theory of a Danish-shaped universe.

The donut shaped universe is from “They Saved Lisa’s Brain” in season 10.  Not any of the Halloween episodes.

There’s a writer here who consistently uses “climatic” when they mean “climactic.” I pointed it out in their most recent review, and that if you searched the word “climatic” you could find every instance of the misuse so it clearly wasn’t a typo.

You could leave, too. That would be cool. 

Lying liars gotta lie, I guess.

But we’re gonna call you a liar because of your lying lies.

Liar.

Fuck off, Nazi.

to be this stunningly stupid is an achievement, in a way

it’s weird in retrospect how naive I was to think that actually living through a global pandemic might weaken or kill the antivax movement. Boy did I underestimate the durability and stubbornness of aggressive, willful, nihilistic stupidity.

“I’ll miss you, me.”

Oh no, Eric Clapton won’t be playing gigs, I guess I won’t get the privilege of hearing live, I dunno, something noodly from the Lethal Weapon 3 soundtrack, it’s probably the last time he was relevant in the last thirty years or so.

His son was a prolific author, did about 50 stories.

What’s the difference between a bag of cocaine and Clapton’s 4-year-old son? He never let a bag of coke fall off a high-rise balcony.

Clapton used to be a guitar god, but he’s ascended to the instrument of a true god emperor, complaining on social media. 

Eric Clapton just isn’t the type of guy to inject dangerous, untested substances into his body.

Which is Jay Sherman’s

I'm really tired of big budget movies about the Apocalypse but I think I'm even more tired of micro budget indie flicks about the Apocalypse.