It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times…

Would you believe no HUMAN script? Merely the product of an infinite amount of monkeys chained to typewriters for an infinite amount of time…they couldn't quite get together Hamlet, so instead offered this.

Yuuuuuuge tax incentives!!!

The Unreal World…DC!

Please, allow me…
But, but but…emails!

Surely things haven't gotten THAT bad!!!
…revenge of the…shudder…

We are living in reality show fascism. No script, no continuity, no through line or arc, just endless twists and temperamental blow ups.

Republophilia?

"Democracy dies in the dark."

Everybody loves Snatch. In theory…

Game: Cancer.

RIP, John Geils. You made the New England music scene bearable.

You gotta go where your audience is.

Why do I get the feeling that United is the only advertiser other than "male enhancement" pills, mesothelioma ads and reverse mortgages to remain with "The O'Reilly Factor"?

Next up…Do the Bartman!

It looks wet. I hope she packed an Umbrella-ella-ella-ella…

I really liked his vest!

‘I feel like they need to die. They need to die.’

Nothing was proven!

Fifty rubles is fifty rubles, tavarisch.