Send Muir Money, And He'll Kill Fictional Subhumans!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Swallow Wing Cut

As we stare aghast at this... well, this, let's note that Muir is continuing his growing tendency to see the pledge drive drag on and on, and for the creepy cheesecake it offers to get creepier and creepier.

Behold The Vile Actions Of The Filth.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because the Money-Tree.

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Somewhere, in Hell, Julius Streicher wipes a single tear from his eye and declares, "That's how it's done, lad."

Save This Robot White Woman From The Degenerate Hordes!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because never give a sucker an easy break.

The man who keeps insisting his opponents are Nazis while drawing pictures where his opponents are clearly meant to be sexually aggressive minorities threatening white women.

His Lousy Vision Needs Your Moneys!

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because Rah-Rah-Rasputin, lover of the Russian Queen.

...Boy, this never ceases to get more pathetic with each passing year.

On Tonight's Bullshit Claims of Persecution Theatre...

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because I don't wanna pray to my maker.

And he's making it into a plotline, because of course he is. Of course he is.

Oh, Look. The Racist Militia Thinks THEY'RE Fighting Nazis.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because what's the mirror sending me these days?

Nothing quite like watching Muir panic about the latest conspiracy theory circulating the series of tubes, eh?

True Patriots Act Like Crappy Supervillains.

It's the Day's Day of Days! Because till things are brighter, I'm the man in black.

...As Muir insists that the Blue States are collapsing into anarchy, in the real world, his home state is seeing a dramatic increase in Covid-19 cases.

But hey, that's too grim. Let's all wager whose going to be the next Trump administration figure who Muir unpersons. That's always fun.