Alito:  “Honey?  If you’re done readying the pot roast, you might want to take a few minutes to start fluffing the pillows and getting yourself unharnessed and into proper coital aspect.  ‘Cause ‘700 Club’ is almost over, I’ve finished an entire plate of oysters, and Lordy but if Jesus hasn’t got ol’ Sammy hellfire hot and hankering for a few violent moments of blessed, wholesome seed sowing!”

This is the end My only friend the end… **** h/t Link Mecca

[2/10 update:  I answer The Editors in an update here] From Islam Online: Danish Muslim leaders warned on Saturday, February 4, of grave consequences if copies of the Noble Quran were burnt in a rally planned by Danish extremists to protest Muslim anger over cartoons mocking Prophet Muhammad (PBUH). “All hell will break loose, if those extremists burn the Quran,” Raed Halil, the head of the European Committee for Defending

1994.  Had a scrape with an overconfident colony of imperialist fire ants, whose swarming army of segmented maneaters—abdominal sacs flush with alkaloid venom—I managed to thwart with a can of non-stick cooking spray and the brass Zippo my buddy Dave gave me as a going away present in advance of my moving out west.  Ordinarily, of course, I would have dusted my arms and calves with crumbled kieselgur and confronted

—Oh, he danced, alright.  Believe me.  Only today it was a private showing. And be honest:  how many of you would actually dig seeing a nipple-pierced armadillo in a leather thong and matching wrist gauntlets nose his way out of a homemade tiramisu pie, shake the mascarpone cheese off his tail scales, and then—after a series of poorly executed Fred Berry-esque drop splits—lie down on a dessert plate, panting and