Ethical, Schmethical! Let’s have some fun…
Oppenheimer opulently oppressed opposing opossums…
Too much of a good thing is great…
Bringing you the most unfashionable mind splorts for a dog’s age…
Just another case of mind meld over matter…
Dye, bitch!
Not as big an onion as you may think…
The outta site Web site that’s better than a lawn dart wedged up your left nostril…
When you live on the edge, don’t forget your Geritol…
High steaks vegetarianism…
We reserve the right to edit letters for lack of clarity…
Sex marks the spot…
Head games for head cases…
The revenge of the banal…
Six months on the Web without a fatality!
Nolite tes bastardes carburundurem. (Don’t let the bastards get your precious metals.)
Nostradamus didn’t see this one coming!
Silence is not an option…
Making nonsense of the senseless…
No logo a gogo…
In crisis mode since 1984…
When anybody talks about guns, I reach for my art…
You will believe an egg can fry…
One hundred per cent Simpsons reference-free (D’oh!)…
When the going gets surreal, the surrealists turn pro…
Check out the Pythagorean Theorem on him…!
You don’t have to be a snob to feel superior to popular culture, but it helps…
Life is like a box of chocolates – you never know when you bite into one whether it contains an ingredient you’re so allergic to that it will kill you…
You will experience the unbearable lightness of being John Malkovitch…
In cyberspace, everybody can hear you dream…
Always working hard to make degrade…
Management requests that you turn off all cell phones, pagers and other electronic devices for the duration of the show…
Tastes like chicken…
When Pushkin comes to shove…
Commodify your descent!
You winsome, you lose some…
An artist’s reach must exceed his grasp, or what’s a metaphor?
If I had but bandwidth and time, thy coyness, Mistress, would be no crime…
The Web site that acts like an antacid…
But, what I really want is to [be] direct…
Neocon or Paleocon, to me it’s all a con…
Why do we have to rationalize systems that are already supposed to be rational?
Are you ready for the madness? It’s ready for you…
Your personal weapon of mass distraction…
You can make a name for yourself by kissing ass, but you probably won’t enjoy the view…
Your best defense against talk sick radio…
Accept no substitutes…
A place you can use your habeus corpus callosum…
A hatched plot never boils…
Because the kvetchiest Weill gets the grease…
In one fear and out the other…
Always intense in tents…
Not beating your head against one is all the more difficult because there are walls everywhere!
Room for rant…
Ever striving for the perfectly sound byte…
I may be frayed around the edges, but I’m never afraid around the edges…
Keep it surreal, homey…
More interrobang for your buck…
Hollywood, but I don’t…
The place to go if you like cracking academia nuts…
Stranger, but no less aahed…
Achievement is our greatest…umm…
Charlie Brown was a gamer – he was always good to goat…
A year on the Web and not a single criminal conviction!
Home to the tragically glib…
Wholesaler of exclamations, Used (!!!) and New (!!!!!)…
If it was as urgent as you claim, it would come with a colour coding…
Retro 80s music? It Buggles the mind…
Been there, dunned that…
For all you know, caribou like frolicking in oil slicks…
You know, I really do like Courier, but it’s just not my type…
The satirical Web site that does not go better with Coke…
We have perfected the contextless quip…
Rust never sleeps, but it does doze off every now and again…
And the god of delis said, “Fiat Lox…”
Our operators are standing by with gratuitous abuse. Call now!
Nothing recedes like recess…
Your mileage may vary…
A psychological Web site? Be a Freud. Be very a Freud…
In art, as in life, there are no second chocolate cream wobblies…
Guardedly agnostic on the Britney Spears question…
I have no mouse, but I must stream…
Chock full of preachable moments…
When I black out, at least I don’t take half a continent with me…
Write on, brother! Write on…
Catch you later, defenestrator…
Just say no to hagiographic Papa Documentaries…
It still isn’t surreal enough for me…