You probably figured that we forget about redundancies this week, didn't you? Uh, yeah, we totally did! So we scrambled today to cobble together a list of people who have ticked us off in the last week-and-a-half and sent them packing. You never know when that pink slip's gonna come. (But it's usually on Wednesdays. Sorry about that.)

Made Redundant: Appletini
Crime: Thinking this is the "Sex and the City " game board.

Made Redundant: Nicoel
Crime: Lookism.

Made Redundant: Lilly
Crime: Not being as fascinated with us as we are with ourselves.

Made Redundant: IBentMyWookie-v2
Crime: Inability to read bylines, ability to enjoy "Scrubs."

Made Redundant: Astro-nom
Crime: Someone has to take the fall for all the idiots who didn't understand that Ben Greenman was joking; Astro-nom was first in line.

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