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Riff-raff who can only afford $35 million houses. Brentwood is basically a trailer park for 1%ers.

Well for one thing, at Denny's bars they make you Slam your drinks.

A car? How plebian. *flies away in gold Learjet*

But if you put two or three of those big houses on one street, you could totally wipe out anyone unlucky enough to land there!

Looks like Dr. Dre has moved






Straight Outta Brentwood! *explodes*

But dead people are the only ones he can get to sit still while he reads them his poetry!

The Dead Bone

ZOINKS!

Well, when I say "my kid," I mean the most recent one I lured into my van at my neighborhood YMCA. Overall, my kids have had widely varying artistic abilities.

I understand it's mostly just heroin, prostitutes, the usual Silicon Valley stuff.

My kid could comb through Google Art Project’s “walk throughs” to find fleeting images of the cameras as they pass by mirrors mounted in cultural institutions around Europe!

It's a Swatch!

In Las Vegas, apparently? And here I thought there was no way for Denny's to be more depressing.

Rumors have circulated for years that Woody Allen has made a funny movie since Hannah and Her Sisters, but without any real evidence it's all just speculation and hearsay.

But how else can you track down your exes and find out about the fabulous lives they're leading with their much better-looking and wealthier new lovers?

You can't concentrate if you're stoned!

I hate seeing these guys Mengele the English language.

Yeah, it's making me want to take a shower.

You can't get the milk without buying Dachau!