The Frankish Reich

Yeah, well, people are kind of dead and missing and bridges are out and all that, so maybe we can hang on a bit before cutting out that damp drywall.

Hey Trump! Sit on it and spin ...

Not gay at all, focusing on The Village People, Barbra, and Arnie's 9 iron.

Beautiful thoughts from the weirdo Falun Gong cult. Takes one to know one.

I am officially offended.

I call them weird. I don't own any Bills (or any other) player jerseys. I wear generic Bills (or whatever team) T shirts and sweatshirts, but you won't catch me stuffing my mouth with a rack of ribs wearing an Allen 17 jersey. You know why? Because I am not Josh Allen, and Josh Allen doesn't want to see a late-middle aged guy who probably could stand to lose a few pounds wearing his jersey.

this is kind of o.k.! Enough to break a smile perhaps. Babylon Bee, you are now batting .0025. Stick to sports maybe.

Actually, all of us decent Americans are quite fascinated by this. Did Arnie use the urinal next to Jack? Did Jack peek? Who told Trump about Arnie's weiner? Did Trump observe it himself? Did Trump's belly roll hide his own weiner? Trump, as usual, has his finger on the pulse of 70+ Americans who remember Arnold Palmer as something other than an iced tea with lemonade.

Well, I guess Russ was the right call after all.

This is what I hate about KC. Allen plays like crap, we lose. Mahomes plays like crap, no problem.

Vikes defense destroying the Lions O line. Harrison Phillips!

I love how all the Bushies now act as if Bush was not one of their own.

Very presidential. Not weird.

Thanks. Best explanation I've seen so far.

Sorry, Cardinal JD. Perhaps you too want to "ignore" me.

Know your audience. I do that for your benefit. There are no Cardinals here, just a dozen bored football fans. You are supposed to be witty. Clever. Funny. Not a blowhard bully.

I have to agree. Rudolph is not good. But he’s perfectly ordinary. He won’t have big games like Levis has had on occasion, but neither will he throw the game away like Levis has on more occasions.

Well, Oz beats the hell out of Buffalo in December. I hope you're ready to great him down under.

At times like these, when Catholics are being attacked by the radical left, I find it soothing to turn to the Babylon Bee for some good old-fashioned Born-Again Protestant Theological Humor. Some classic humor. A basis for the Inquisition in the 1500s, and for a damn good laugh in the 2000s.

So now I've cracked the Heckler Code. I will go to a Trump Rally and shout out random insults. "Trump is a Felon!" "His penis resembles a short-stemmed mushroom!!" And then as security descends on me, I will shout "JESUS IS LORD" at the top of my lungs. And everything will stop dead, they'll allow me to stay and continue my disruptions. Anything else would, of course, raise the implication that Trump is denying the divinity of Christ. Or something like that. Grow up.

Meanwhile, Trump at the Al Smith Dinner reverts to his insult comic mode. Nothing clever or well delivered. Just plain insults. Kamala is stupid. Walz is a wuss. Hahaha.

There's a whole lot of other crap in there other than Jesus is Lord. And she put them in their place. Brat!

Only rhetorical if I don't answer. Answer: Kamala put them in their place. Nicely, but with a bite. Not like Trump suggesting the crowd beat them up. Well played, Kamala.

Viruses mutate. From what we knew back then, the mRNA vaccines were roughly 95% effective. A novel virus threatened to devastate our nation. Thank God it didn't. And thank the good people who took it seriously and allowed us to emerge on the other side with surprisingly little harm done.