You’re not reaching far enough: Eric Idle, both of the guys in Right Said Fred, Udo Kier, Henry Winkler (when he was possessed by the spirit of Imhotep in 1986), Elroy “crazylegs” Hirsch, and Bob Ducca (the character, not the guy who plays him.)

When Courtney Love is willing to zing you (in spite of the consequences) on the red carpet at a Comedy Central event, pretty much you are either a greasy fiend or admitted to being the Zodiac Killer.

Between the Meuller investigation and the foreign emoluments we know he has received from his hotels, plus Harper’s magazine claiming the Congressional Republicans will ditch Trump after they get their pointless tax reform, Larry Flynt doesn’t have to offer jack squat; Trump is ruined politically ten times over.

For such additions to the filming art as Uptown Saturday Night (1974) and its two sequels; Mother, Jugs & Speed (1976), where he played an ambulance driver, mirroring his role playing a cab driver in Uptown Saturday Night; and such turkeys as Leonard, Part 6 (1987), Ghost Dad (1990), and the stupid mid-90s I, Spy…

Reporter at press conference: But did Harvey Weinstein jack off on the smouldering remains of the Schulz home?

Weinstein spokesman: But hey, did you know that Paddington 2 is coming out next year?

Sounds better than “Death Camp Fartz”, “The Fifty-Metre Squanch”, and “Queeferton”.

Weinstein is proving to be absolutely repulsive.

The only solution is to liquidate the Republican Party - by pistol shot to the back of the head.

You give them an inch, they take the entire country.

Anybody who calls to one of those snitch lines President Dorito set up.

Having been stuck there overnight, JFK is a boring hellhole of an airport, so it was either filming sex in the security booths or running a fight club in the basement for the doomed slobs who actually work there.

We could deport you there, if you like.

That bag of shit is “Chairman Marr” and he marched with the neo-Nazis in Berkeley this Easter. He is what the listeners of Chapo Trap House call a “chud.”

Run by non-union Mexican equivalents!

They went apeshit over a “Sichuan” sauce that is literally McDonalds BBQ sauce and teriyaki sauce mixed together. They deserve to be trolled by this guy and that alt-Right creep “Chairman Marr”, who was the Asian kid who jumped up on the counter demanding the sauce and rolled on the floor screaming that he was Pickle…

How about Automan?

Or can we blame it all on his hat?

Miramax: staffed with primo dudes.

“It’s about time.”