I've been reading a lot of depressing news lately. Like this. And this. Or how about this nugget? And Obama... Jesus, man, did you drop your balls in some hotel on the campaign trail, and then forget them on your way out the next morning? What the hell?
And don't get me started on this. Go have sex with a close relative, you 95-year-old hick.
But then I thought that you guys don't come here for the whining, and the tears, and the temper tantrums.
So instead I'm featuring Simon "the best excuse for nepotism" Rich, and....