Thank the mighty Goddess Freyja that Friday is here, and we have awesome comments to celebrate!

Best Comment Of The Day, in response to How Viagra Restores And Ruins "Traditional Marriage": "I can't wait until the Boomers all die off and the Viagra marketing campaign has to skew to the next generations. Elvis songs in commericals will give way to disco hits, then synthpop, then Nirvana, and finally Jay-Z tunes will be reconfigured to sell boner pills when people my age are in our 60s." You reply: "We got the old bitches gaspin for air in Aspen/Searchin for Viagra when I ask then, we swing/You cling/We do our thing and bring/Sling your ding-a-ling from Bed-Stuy Brooklyn to Beijing" And: "I got 99 problems but my dick ain't one?" • Best Comment Of The Day, in response to Smell Sad, Like Jennifer Aniston, This Fall; Meet The Bedazzled Butt-Crack Shield:

Lolavie, By Jennifer Aniston

Contrary to all expectations, Lolavie is not the scent of desparation. It is a sparkling fragrance created by one of California's most resilient superstars. Surprisingly hopeful, this fragrance spells out "I've been knocked down, but I get up again".

A sedate, mature fragrance, Lolavie opens with musty and mouth-watering notes of withered prunes, Sicelian spinsters and wilted lotus flowers.

The very feminine heart note is composed of lost love, bad luck and schadenfreude, followed with a woody and sweet end note of sexy hollywood peen, amber and a finger up your butt.

Best Comment Of The Day, in response to -Michele Bachmann:

I can translate for the left:

"... if you go to one of these rallies for folks with anger issues and no sense of irony, they're actually really happy to be able to scream racist shit in public, instead of foaming at the mouth in front of Bill O'Reilly every night alone in their living rooms, and making signs where they do something funny with the O in Obama's name is awesome, too. It's almost like going to the opposite of a Mensa convention, to your family reunion where every single participant is crazy Aunt Gladys, who makes no sense and rails against the browns, her taxes, and her tricky hip, and who likes to wear clothes that were fashionable many years ago, but now are ill-fitting and moth eaten."

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