Hast thou gotte portly, on thy confinement at Woolsthorpe?
Stimmy, Brexit, a walrus, and the new Jesus verses find themselves sharing a foxhole in the Irish-American Chinese war...
Today in regrettable platforms and suburbia.
Also: the moon is full of sperm?
"I don't want to reminisce. I'm still HERE."
In a "The Producers" sense though, unfortunately.
Piers Morgan heads to his new gig in the 27 million degree fusion core of the sun. Plus: Animal Tabs!
HRH Queen Elizabeth II and Burger King Rex request the honor of your presence at today's meltdown.
As above, so below
ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴅ ʙʟᴏʙ is coming for you, right through your bathroom mirror.
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Get in loser, we're going apartment shopping.
