I'll come out and say it because no one else will: French gross-out humor is the best. Particularly the illustrated variety.

If Korea were a person, it would be diagnosed as a neurotic, with both an inferiority and a superiority complex.

As the saying goes, even a broken clock is right twice a day; that doesn't mean you should run out and buy one.

I think we've gotten to a point where we're becoming really sensitive to things like body dysmorphia, but I think it's gone too far, where people are accusing everyone of hating themselves.

Assimilation, not success, is the American end game.

Can you think of a single situation, no matter how grave, where the atmosphere would not be instantly shattered with a loud fart - or a drawing of a butt? There is no faster way to create universal common ground.