“Relax, I’ve shot apples from way farther away than this. Now to adjust for my cataracts…”
Here’s Madonna pointing a gun at a London audience last night before taking off her clothes as everyone stood paralyzed with fear. Which in my book is the very definition of sexual assault, but of course, everyone’s going to go after Daniel Tosh for only making a joke about rape because he can’t conjure up an army of the undead or glide through the night with the blood of his enemies dripping from his talons. You’re a pack of noble bitches, blogosphere.