"I eat comedy and shit pain."

The grand Rob Schrab* (Heat Vision and Jack; Scud: The Disposable Assassin; The Sarah Silverman Program) shares his feelings about the 2012 Oscar ceremony.

(* = His last name is pronounced "SHROB." Photo via twitter.com/robschrab/status/173986250188013570.)

Another December Friday.

Getting chillier outside.

Regardless, it's a Fuck You Friday.

Listen, this is important. Don't fuck up Christmas for your cat.

Follow these important guidelines from pusheen.tumblr.com:

And if you dress up your pet (or any other animal for that matter) in Christmas clothing: fuck you. Seriously. There's no fuckin' excuse. Fuck you.

(Via Matt via the adorable pusheen.tumblr.com with an assist from Edgar.)

Yep.

And that means it's a Fuck You Friday.

Here in the USA, it is the Friday after Thanksgiving. Today is Black Friday.

What a monstrous joke.

Were George Orwell alive, he'd turn his face away in shame.

Consumption is a bitter joke. Can't you do something better with your one precious life?

Do something other than shopping today. Buy nothing. Do something worth doing. You can shop on the internet anytime.

But if you do go out there, be kind to the people working; this is a long day.

And hey, Black Friday? Fuck you.

Days like today don't come along very often.

It's a Friday.

A Friday.

And that means it's a Fuck You Friday.

Right now as this post is published, it is November 11, 2011 at 11:11 AM PST.

11-11-11, 11:11 AM.

Awesome.

And fuck you.

It's Friday.

Yeah, it's a Friday.

That means it's a Fuck You Friday. Yeah.

So, that religu-larious nutcase Harold Camping claims that today -- 2011-10-21 as the calendar reads -- will be The End Of The World.

Well, it the world didn't end back on May 21 of this year when Camping said it would.

And it won't end today. NeverCo guarantees it.

It's sad that he's wrong and that people follow him.

Therefore, to combat that attendant sadness, let's consider the actual End Of The World:

You're welcome.

(End Of The World via AlbinoBlackSheep.com. Thanks to Luke, who showed it to me first.)

This is a Friday.

Today is a Friday.

That means it's a Fuck You Friday.

Grace demonstrates what that means:

Now that -- that -- is what you call contempt.

(For Kath.)

Friday, Friday, Friday.

It's a Fuck You Friday. Always. No exceptions -- ever.

It's important. Always.

Now, this:

FURTHER EVIDENCE:

Wizards have powers. It's key to know that. And y'know what?

Fuck you.

(The Final Battle by 5-Second Films. Wizard song from Sifl And Olly by Liam Lynch and Matt Crocco via YouTube user vinylsaurus.)

Everywhere, right now, it is Friday.

And that means it's a Fuck You Friday.

Then this occurred:

AHHHH GETTHEFUCKAWAYFROMME.

(Horrifying gif via conangifs.tumblr.com.)

Fuck you. Going swimming. Bye.

A Friday like any other.

And that means it's a Fuck You Friday.

Today, it's about these apples and... you'll see:

Fuck yes. Fuck those apples.

Or as I might image the kitty thought: "Fuck. FUCK YOU. FUCKYOUAPPLES! FUCK YOU APPLES. FUCK. Fuuuck. Fuck! Fff. Fuck. FUUUCK! Fuckin'... Fuh. Fuck."

Fuckin' apples.

(Video via YouTube user ignoramusky.)