Sean and Jon missed one important thing: Cliven (he never could spell 'Clive') Bundy is TED'S DAD.
I do think though, that Mr. Ellison has to hone some of his debating kills in order to more thoroughly pop such puke bubbles as Hannity.
He could do better.
They're just pissed that Marshall Applewhite said they couldn't go off on the comet with him.
Besides, these maidens' phrenology would indicate that they are sub-standard Pre-Raphaelite material.
Plus, their giggling indicates that they're just kidding.
With Tagg's dad in his 'Elba' period, Tagg shall be the vehicle for his God-dad's comeback. No doubt a Waterloo will lie ahead, however.
Apparently, Joe Smith sent Mitt a copper-plate-mail: 'Thy son shall be thy resurrection. Pay attention'.
Just for fun, some names for Mitt to think about while populating his awaiting planet: Tick, Tidd, Temp, Tuck, Tubb, Toy, Tint, Tinc, Tube, Tent, Tan, Tab 'n Troy. And that's just the 'T's.
(Apologies to Mr. Hunter and Mr. Donahue)
Greg would be making great movies while McCain verbally masturbates in public.
Funny, just this morning I was thinking how much Bob Duvall looks like McCain.
McCain oozes citric acid.
Has Walnuts gone beyond the influence of Cougerism? Yes or no? Just answer the question.
Walnuts' life has become a lemon, and he wants his money back.
Vaseline in orifice, not on lens.