The post that launched a million shits

How do you feel about the new normal? When you put your legs on in the morning, do you lace them up one foot in front of the other? If a friend coins another tired cliché, who is the first member of your party to assign it a hashtag on Twitter? When you run out of questions, do you feel overwhelmed by the continuing flood of answers the cosmos keeps bombarding you with, many of which make perfect sense?

Well, I guess all’s still right with the world, Pippa. Don’t forget to render your co-pay to Caesar Cipher in the lobby on your way out.

P.S. In case it isn’t obvious, this imaginary site is under imaginary fabrication. It incorporates the missions of the Portland Pataphysical Outpatient Clinic, Lounge, and Laundromat, the Asshole Anti-Defamation League, Uncommon Sense, Doctor Faustroll Writes the Wrongs, The Anarchist Film Study Group, the Antisocial Revolutionary Anadarko Federation, the Nation of Miserable Fucks (NOMF™), and the Symbionese Liberation Coast Guard, providing one-stop shopping for all your imaginary needs.

Now move the fuck along before somebody tases you.