Did you look at that thing? Uhhhhhh-gly. I think the MRI's were to pinpoint the spots in his brain that light up when he sees this stuff -- would be helpful in manipulating him.

If we don't hear from you in three days, we're sending in a search party.

*Never* take your catchphrases from Zillow.

One time, we got this sour apple spray that you put on the lower limbs to discourage noshing. This is what happened from the cat's perspective: "Ick, this tastes terrible. Well, maybe it'll taste better now. Ick, this tastes terrible. Well, maybe it'll taste better now. Ick, this tastes terrible...

"I'm just being honest." = "I orgasm when I say hurtful, nasty things."

You also can't rule out the possibility that if you try real hard, you can walk through walls, BUT THE PREPONDERANCE OF EVIDENCE SAYS CHANCES OF THAT ARE SLIM TO NONE.

Times have been hard for Turd Ferguson.

It's really a test to see if you're paying attention. What are you doing that's more important than keeping the album from straying into extraneous material?

It's "Gudge." Contact the Army; you're receiving alien transmissions.

You can't say that. We might still have had rampant inflation, masked thugs kidnapping innocent Americans, a spike in easily prevented diseases, children going hungry, millions unable to afford medical care, and us isolated from the international community.

You just don't know.

Yeah, that works for me. What's everybody else having?

Pa-doomp-chee.

I don't know if you look at these comments, but this morning "MS NOW" had Chris Matthews on to talk about Epstein. Which... yeah... well...