That's what I'm here for. That, and beer.

Sad but true, man.

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It doesn't even have to be fucking Assange, who is a rapist and a piece of shit (and likely not a hacker, although I don't know much about his background.) Why hasn't anyone hacked Trump yet? In the interest of fair play, if nothing else?

It cuts both ways, Herp. There's no high road any more.

That bar scene is one of my favorite things of all time.

Reagan was the Devil, and I have no patience with people who believe otherwise.

What the hell is Jon Voight going to do? Wheeze about how big Trump's anaconda is?

Yep. There are only a few non-negotiable elements to my fandom, and one of them is that Jerrah Jones is the Devil.

Dang it, Bill!

I think so, at least somewhat, in that it's the sort of organization that the average Trump voter probably thinks is some sort of commie front or something.

You know? It kinda does. Thanks, Pop!

Thanks, anxie. I don't have much laughter tonight. But I got a lot of beer.

Trump is President and the bumblebee is now an endangered species. Who gives a fuck about a carbon footprint? We're finished.

Make it cold and pour it down my gullet, Comrade Jamie! And may death come swiftly to your enemies!

Endut! Hoch hech!

Time to drink.

That is a fun fact.

I love you, Eddie, but the next time you have a pizza-sized chicken parm, you let me know.

One of the best opening verses ever: