We’re talking show tunes, people.


Well, the sun is out, and it’s 53 degrees with clear blue skies. How could anybody take the links seriously on a day like this?


I mean, who wouldn’t want to come here to face lock downs and mandatory masks?


The Spratly Islands are small potatoes.


Uh oh. Somebodies, got some ‘splainin’ to do. And never talk to the cops.


And the message sent back was, “no intelligent life. Next”.


Quiet little people. She is more equal than you are.


I’m out, Glibbies!