Tell me what is better than two hot geekettes talking trash early in the morning. No, I’ll tell you. Nothing!

“When the chips are down and all the prayers to God to win the election and protect you from witchcraft haven’t worked, everyone knows it’s time to call in the big guns: the forces of evil. And, if they’re too busy helping the Axis of Evil get nukes and shit, well, then you can always call in the forces of pettiness and covert racism, as they’ve been helpful in many an election here in the States. But Swampland’s Ana Marie Cox and I will insist on, at a minimum, throwing rhetorical spitballs at the hordes and making assfucking jokes as the sky is falling, so there’s that.”

Best line: “Pfister? I hardly knew her.” Read the post.