Stand back: it's the Fightin' Cheeto and his fists of fat!

There's not too many ways you can describe this, except to say that if you can't accept it as evidence of President Unintelligible's persistent delusions of grandeur there probably isn't anything else you'd accept, either.

Unsurprisingly, PU still remains a gold mine of late-night comedy material.

1,000

A bit of an artificial milestone since it doesn't take into account my posts at Blogspot under a previous title, but we live in an era where people are crazy enough to post about far less, so...

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The Restaurant at the End of the Universe by Douglas Adams.