If only everyone were so lucky...

All I have to say on the fifth anniversary of Bush's war against everything good and decent is that I'm overjoyed that my boy Richie managed not to get killed in it, and that we had a chance to celebrate that fact.

Yeah, that's all I'm gonna say. Because calling Bush a warmongering fucktard is, like, so 2006.

That's Richie there on the right. We'll let those other two drunken yayhoos maintain their anonymity for now. Ahem.

Stupid Tuesday

Good idea, New York City. Throw a gigantic parade for a bunch of overpaid no-necks who can do little besides throw and catch a ball, on the same day as one of the most important Presidential primaries in American electoral history.

Because, you know, football is way more important than, like, voting.

America, fuck yeah.