I have to admit that I didn't vote this year. The child bride and I ordered absentee voter forms but then got distracted in buying methamphetamine and sex from a male prostitute and mailed the forms back too late. Or we are being disenfranchised because we're black. Either way, we never got our absentee ballots. So, whatever the outcome of Tuesday, I don't have much right to complain about it. After all, in the "America: Love it or leave it" equation I chose the latter.
Have you ever had that discussion in which you found yourself arguing that "The Muppet Show" was some kind of strange tear in the fabric of reality that somehow allowed a show that was, in fact, too good too exist to be aired? This same phenomenon explains "Monty Python's Flying Circus." Perhaps these shows were/are/will be produced in Heaven and some sort of snafu caused them to be aired on Earth.
Anyway, if you needed it, here's more proof for the case of "The Muppet Show."
Good name for a band: Love Box