Oh, is there anything better than ending the week and setting myself up for a lazy 3-day weekend of yard work and house maintenance than an anal violation joke? I say no, no, a thousand times no, and declare my independence from the blog, notions of taste, feelings of shame at being a 40-year-old who is still amused by wrestling and pines for the return of George "The Animal" Steele. Come back, George! A nation turns its lonely eyes to you! We don't even really care that you wer...