You know, my papers. My business papers.

We’re talking about this economy, right?

Trump’s Presidential Library/Hotel and Casino is just going to be all “Joe Biden’s auto pen”-level stuff, right? It’ll all be down there in the basement of the hotel like a Ripley’s Believe It Or Not. You can enter from the sidewalk, lobby or steakhouse.

These people are getting harder and harder to parody.

You know that the guy who did this is looking into that Ark of the Covenant FOR SURE.

Makes the Grail Knight look like Pierce Brosnan.

Well these are just halves. Half eggs.

San Diego 2012 but on purpose.

Fled to Switzerland after the fall of Mussolini, eventually immigrated to America.

And now…

“God’ll get you for that, Walter.”

The opening shot of the sequel should be this, and we just proceed from there.

Hey, happy Saturday night everybody. Remember you don’t have to leave the house to have a blast.

We’re all Linda Litzke now.

Or worse.

“I want all of you to enjoy your cake, so… Enjoy!”

Checks out.

My face when “We Let The Stars Go” isn’t on karaoke.

Judge gave us 479 years too much credit.

What else happened in ‘07/‘08? Anything related to the economy and the long-term prospects of families?

I know what it’s missing.

If I wasn’t supposed to keep this box then why did they make it so nice?

Ted Cruz, the Houston podcaster?

Hang on… how did they spell it?

Uncle Leo!