As the Dreaded says. PA overall is purple, but what’s contributing are the two big population centers, Philly and Pittsburgh, being solidly blue with a giant swath of lower population, solid red in the middle.

What the hell did I just watch?

Yeah, fuck this guy.

Nope. These fine American “Christians” have thoroughly embraced a very specific set of standards and beliefs. They’re just confused as to the group with which they’re actually affiliated. 

Python illustrated fan fiction. Hmm. I’m sure someone has, or can, or will.

Cartoonish villainy merits cartoonish response, replete with sound effects. 

Better Monty Python-style: In a cartoon, the statue flips open like a hinged box, giant fist clutching a fly swatter emerges on a spring. Gnats splatted, fist withdraws, statue flips closed and is unharmed. Possibly trumpet-players let loose a fanfare from the clouds.

wow.

Only if you spot Cheetolini the upright and mammalian bits, and there aren’t stairs involved.

I feel like this is the dumbest game of BINGO ever, but would it be a workable plan for the investigators/prosecution to just play Giuliani’s various TV appearances, with date stamps, and simply tick stuff off as he admits to it?

I wonder what the students’ teachers were doing?

Far healthier attitude.

I was also quite young when this came out. I had no idea wtf this was supposed to be or why it was happening. I stand by that opinion.

Well, I think so, Bart, but I can’t memorize a whole opera in Yiddish.

No no no. See, you’re supposed to pare down your life to nothing, post many, many photos online to show the sleek emptiness of the space you inhabit, and then run out and buy whatever-it-is you need when the need arises. ...and then purge it before someone spots you owning more than a pair of skinny chinos and a wine…

I took it as a unit of measure specific to drugs — instead of pounds of coke, there were 12 Iggys of coke — that were in the room.

As if that thief would leave the money.

More important question: would you eat anything the orange shitgibbon offered you? You know he doesn’t wash his hands.

Forget being shot into space, turned into a tree, or converted into a diamond, I have found the method by which I wish to be buried. Yes, in the tub, with the Nutella. I want to live my best life, even in death.

How about we see how many GOP asshats anyone can get to sprint into cinderblocks. Anyone who gets north of 5 earns the moniker.