Need a laugh? Just take a look at the latest absurdity out of California pointed out by Brit Hume:

Holy cow (literally)! All Hume needed to zing the ludicrous libs was 5 little words repeated all deadpan snark-like: “California to regulate cow farts.”

Says it all. But what about the poor cows? WHO will think of the cows and their flatulence needs?

Oh dear. Paging PETA!

Snort.

Oh hell no!

Ding, ding, ding! God save us from cow-fart regulating hippies. On the plus side, their tears are still delicious and their giggle-inducing idiocy still provides us with our cardio workouts. So, yay?