VICE: Why can't we call her Peter Pan's meth-addict sister? LAWYERS: You can't imply someone's a meth addict. VICE: But we said it's Peter Pan's sister. That's like Santa Claus' best friend or the Easter Bunny's dad. LAWYERS: Doesn't matter. VICE: There must be a way we can squeeze that joke in there without getting in shit. LAWYERS: Not really.
Um, why are we at war with these people again? They look like slightly Paki versions of early Cher but with a Pee-wee Herman personality and a goddamn motherfucking Steve Perry scarf! Do we really want to spend $271,185,182,018 blowing this bitch up?
(Note: That number went up $14,322,783,131 since we went to press.)
