"Ah Ha! Aren't I Awesome?"

It's the Day's Day of Days!  Because kill the Vargan scum.

And as we wait for Fake Obama to turn on his death ray, and announce the world is doomed, we are forced once again to contemplate why Muir fails so bad at satire.  I'd say it's a combination of several flaws--his tendency to use versions of his opponents that are not even crude caricatures but instead lunatic cartoon characters mixes with his endless patting of his own back for how awesome he is makes to give the accurate impression of a sad little man churning out his crappy cartoons and convincing himself to flatter his ridiculous ego.

Another factor, of course, is that Muir can't draw worth a damn...