But can you hit one from 100 paces? Seems like an awfully long distance for a duel.

And, to be fair to the hypothetical bigot, he probably hates white Muslims the most. "They turned their back on Jesus!" Human Jesus, not @avclub-4a51fda79bbd54b4e7327dd6559b6c4d:disqus, of course. One is expected to turn ones back to Alien Jesus for the ritualistic spanking.

I'm sick of all you liberals calling everyone who doesn't agree with you racist. He's not a racist! Technically, he's a xenophobe.

Ummmm… because he's HIV positive and eating monkey bushmeat is one likely culprit for how the virus made the jump from monkeys to humans? That's all I've got.

Thanks for the heads up! Berwick is a scant hour and forty five minutes from where my parents live, so I may have to try and check it out the next time I visit them.

What about bourbon barrel aged chocolate and/or coffee stouts? I feel like they're creeping up on sours. At least some breweries are starting to be honest about kettle souring, rather than trying to make like they're Cantillon.

Look, I'm no fan of Alex Jones, but, in all seriousness, zebra meat is pretty yummy.

"Big bears in leather… always a winner."

Favorite line: "She even added heart-shaped nipples to complete the ‘cartoon’ look."

Help, I'm a rock! Wow, man, it's a drag being a rock. I wish I was anything but a rock.

Day in the life of a junky: cop drugs, shoot drugs, cop more drugs. Cop Shoot Cop is also a great band. It can be two things! (people seem to really like that Simpsons reference around these parts)

Touche!

And Ultron with daddy issues!

I've always been a fan of the West Coast Avengers.

OK, which former A.V. Club staffer works for Super Deluxe? Or did you guys just find out about them and start binge watching their videos? I know they're not owned by Univision, or you would have told us.

That's great, now can we Photoshop Venom's head onto the black and white photo of Trump pretending to drive a truck? Something, something, synergy!

I would imagine that taking the Acela out of the South would rob the story of some of its drama, unless the literal underground railroad of the book is plagued by the same kind of safety and scheduling issues as Amtrak.

For a more original, British version of the style (i.e. not buried in hops) in New England, I'm a fan of Berkshire Brewing Company's Holidale.

How has no one mentioned The State yet? $240 worth of pudding? Anyone?!?!?!?!?!?

That gives a horrifying new meaning to "machine-gun bacon."