Personally, I'm more partial to Tusk.

Bolt's daily chicken intake was famously chronicled in the song, "100 Nuggets and Runnin'", on NWA's seminal Efil4zteggun album.

It's also tradition to release your tax returns. If I were a smug, vindictive jerk who abused any power he was given, I'd be Donald Trump refuse to give him the information in the briefings, using language similar to how he's said he's under audit and he can't share anything right now.

No, don't blink! That's how the weeping angels get you!

Trump was clearly channeling Brich Barlow in his convention speech.

We're going to see The Sound of Music, and it's going to end the way it should have ended. If I were in charge, those kids wouldn't have gotten away. With the help of what, some nun? How dumb do those soldiers have to be to get fooled by that? I knew they were running away, but none of the guards on stage tried to…

Best case scenario is that he is so apoplectic after being resoundingly defeated that he dies of a broken heart or busted spleen a few days after the election, like William Jennings Bryan after the Scopes Trial.

"This is horrible!"
"But at least it's not boring!"

Ah, the sweet release of death!

What's worse is they've refused to even listen to the demands of the Local 492 Piemaker's Union. It's called a cake, but as filling baked inside of a crust, it clearly falls under their purview. I refuse to support whatever scabs they have working there now.

Spleesh! : The Amy Wong Story

The saving grace of Trump's raging narcissism is that, while you or I might be savvy enough to suss out that the language wasn't exactly complimentary, he would probably view it in the most flattering light. If he's consistent with the complete lack of memory displayed in all his other statements, he'd turn around and…

…you're an all-star?

Denmark distracts us with Legos.

In my younger and more vulnerable years my father gave me some advice that I've been turning over in my mind ever since. 'Whenever you feel like criticizing any one,' he told me, 'just remember the entire text of The Great Gatsby, and quote that at them until they get bored and go home.'

Nixon would never have won without the critical Laugh-In vote.

There should be an Expendables type movie where a bunch of Academy Award-winners who have fallen from grace, led by Cuba Gooding, Jr., get together and stage an elaborate heist / production of Death of a Salesman.

In an ironic perhaps foreseeable coincidence, this civilization collapse will occur when we elect someone largely on the basis of his twitter popularity.

Don't make light of venereal disease, it was just as harrowing as serving his country in Vietnam would have been for our Republican nominee. At least according to him.

An enthusiastic "It stinks!" while making the A-OK gesture is an appropriate response during any debate with Trump.