Are we alone in an uncaring universe, or is God some kind of wiseguy?

Basically, everything I try to do is to present an alternative to what somebody else is doing.

Today is the first day of the rest of your short, brutish existence as a sentient creature before being snuffed out into utter nothingness for all eternity.

Ah, sweet pity. Where would my love life be without it?

Sometimes people get mad at The Simpsons' subversive story telling, but there's another message in there, which is a celebration of making wild, funny stories.

Since I was there in the very beginning, I know the history of the characters. So, I make comments about the tone and sometimes remind the writers that we've done that before.

Are we alone in an uncaring universe, or is God some kind of wiseguy?