I'm not really sure whether I'm more worried about the fact that so much of this site could be commercially produced and thus stripped of its delicious, life-affirming irony or the fact that my hoots of laughter have awakened the troop of chimpanzees that nest in my apartment's rain gutters like hairy, bananna-eating gargoyles.

I'm scared of chimpanzees. But without irony, I can't mock others.