*slow clap*

If I understand the line of succession correctly, the new acting CEO should be…… Chet Johnson, a pizza guy and uber driver in L.A. who usually has his Saturn sedan parked outside his local dispensary.

There may have been someone pulling the strings behind Harley. Maybe I missed something, but it don't remember him getting scratched during his botched torture of Don E.

"Brickstarter had gone too far, and best watch their mouth."

Kinky.

Nah, you got your point across.

Someone's jealous he couldn't be a Girl Scout.

I knew there was no way Eli Whitney was smart enough to make the cotton gin!

Haribo is the only gummi. All else are just pig gelatin.

As long as we do it after Thursday. I got a thing I have to go to.

The more realistic options are to fix up Venus or Mars. So, someone get on that while I continue eating these gummi bears and nod approvingly.

Shit, 50k, a month's vacation, and my own living space? I'd do that in a heartbeat! I'd nanny the fuck out of that house!

I'll get the Hormel Black Label Bacon!

All the method acting has given him PTSD. Sometimes he brings people into his study to discuss Union troop movements, sometimes he goes to pick up dry cleaning and starts seducing the launderette. And god help you if you start talking about New York City elections.

But still all Ken dolls sing castrati.

Which is bullshit, since we all knew he did something wrong. I mean, seriously, staying at Revel? What, was the Atlantic City Holiday Inn booked that night?

Thanks for your testimony, Mr. Sessions.

Blocking up the hole won't stop the rat. The only way to be sure is to nuke the site from orbit.

"Zwei peanuts were walking down die Strasse und one was assaulted."

Yeah, but that's just too sad to get pissed about. You used to sing with Kansas, and now you're in a band that hopes people can't spell "Mastodon" on YouTube.