I'm just glad that Comet doesn't come with a skin warning.

It's Thanksgiving, and I'm doing the Sitting-Down Robot to "Hollywood Freaks." (Sha na na na na na yeah.) And eating M&Ms and researching Borderline Personality Disorder and writing on my "blog". I'm pretty sure that's what the brave and probably-smelly founders of our great country intended.

Oh, I'm just kidding. I'm sure they smelled great.