knuckles on a cheesegrater

Oooooooooh. I'm hopping mad.

Those fuckers at Fox apparently think that the America would rather see Mrs. Motherfucking Doubtfire instead of the Simpsons.

There goes my Sunday night in one fell swoop. SNAP! Just like that. And a That 70's show re-run in place of Futurama just adds stink to the shit.

I will get my revenge on you, Fox. And it won't be pretty. And you won't like it. And it may involve excrement.

On a totally unrelated note, whenever I hear someone use the expression "working the kinks out", I automatically picture some hulking guy barking orders at Ray and Dave to "RUN FASTER! FIND THE ZONE YOU MAMA'S BOYS! YOU CALL THAT A SQUAT? DROP AND GIVE ME TWENTY, YOU PATHETIC LIMEY SHIT!"

September 16, 2001 | 8:14 p.m.

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