Muppets fucking rule.

Singing in the Rain could have used some Gunkata.

Never has so much been so destroyed for so many grinning idiots.

In its creative body count shall this crap movie be redeemed.

Defending the indefensible – or my irrational appreciation of Shatner.

We are all gay for Iceman over here.

Here, our turds have become one. On a unified, peaceful accord. Insulated selfhood gives way into innate, homogenized harmony.

I, God-willing, will bring butt sex back to Washington.

If women, inferior to men in almost every physical aspect, could skate that fast, hit that hard, or could dust themselves off after taking a nasty tumble, what was I capable of? Imagine my own potential!

Sadly, this is what democracy looks like.