'So, can you give a description of the accident in your own words, Mr. Floppydick…..'

This comment section isn't going to end well….

*takes nozzle of sriracha sauce bottle out of mouth, wipes lips, smiles sheepishly….*

Yes…. yes…. may….

Don't worry, they'll deduct the cost of the egg which killed him from the super-colossal bill, probably.

Nobody's going to be poaching on your territory.

I cannot see the name of that movie without giggling. I really am a child….

And they never had a solid bowel movement for the rest of the month….

So did Neville.

I think he should Carrie on if he wants to. Perhaps we should Cujole him to do so.

Not the most comfortable family portrait I've ever seen.

Actually it was Neville Chamberlain.

Wasn't Lamplight by David Essex?

Not Rosie by Don Partridge?

The words 'for you' are ungainly in the headline.

Well somebody was certainly baked when they came up with this.

Or the name his wife gave him, 'You adulterous bastard'.

Don't worry, Noel Fielding will just doff his top hat and say 'Crocodile airship sandwiches' and cut to commercials

No there fucking isn't.

That's $175 per lughole!