A veritable abundance of worthwhile comments this past week, and we've got them all - no time to waste in this week's version of the Say.

All this hubbub about the debates and campaigning last week got us to thinking - the inauguration is not too far away. But if you happen to know a tourist who wants to come into town for the ceremony, you might be out of luck when it comes to lodging. No worries, jen209's got you covered with our Comment of the Week:

So hotels are already booked, eh?

I've got a couch to rent for the low, low price of $100 a night! Comes with a complimentary bowl of cheerios every morning!

After the jump: alley burgers, non-sensical protests, and the benefits of gun distribution, in terms of mass transit.

Photo by Mr. T in DC.

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Welcome to D.C., where we get bummed out when we might miss our presidential debates.

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Speaking of debates: one arose last week about whether or not gun owners should be forced to purchase insurance - although, as RecSpecs points out, were not really sure it'd be a deterrent for those who plan to use such weapons illegally:

This will certainly reduce gun crime! I'd imagine the following conversation happening all over the city:

"Nah, shit man, didn't pay my geico bill this month. Can't use the heater."

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Stanton Park says that Good Stuff Eatery's issues don't end at minor health violations:

I wouldn't be surprised if he is having conflicts with his neighbors. I was going there a week or so ago, and one of the friends I was with decided he'd rather go to a place with table service. As we were walking away, someone from GSE yelled at us, "If you want table service, go next door. If you want good food, come here." That is not the way to endear yourself to your neighbors.

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Honestly, we never thought we'd hear the words "rude, sullen, disrespectful to the fans and self indulgent" used to describe a Ben Folds concert - I mean, the guy looks more like my uncle than Axl Rose.

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Oh, yeah, and get off my lawn. Eh, registeringsucks?

The problem with extended jam sessions is that it was a tuesday night, they had already started half an hour late, and we're all ten years older than when the album came out. By midnight I was longing for bed.

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Get Off My Lawn, Part II: yenbo, you know kids these days, what with the ADHD and all:

Here's my beef with the interactive era of mueseums: multiple TV screens within earshot of each other playing different audio.

Memo to all you DCist-reading curators out there: It should be easier for someone to focus in your mueseum than in the TV wing of a BestBuy.

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No, JoanArkham, that would make far too much sense:

Is it just me, or does protesting high gas prices by driving around for no good reason kind of...stupid? Shouldn't they be walking or riding mules or something?

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This week's depressing crime story: a young woman who was killed over a hamburger made most everyone angry and depressed.

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Well, at least Cranky's idea would help maintain the proposed dog park:

I love the typical NIMBY attitude: I don't own your property and don't want to buy your property. But I want to dictate to you what you can do on your property.

Two words: Poop. Trebuchet.

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C'mon Henry Krinkle, do you expect us to go to Target or something?

True story: A friend of mine who used to work on campus at Maryland told me he heard a student talking on his cell phone to one of his parents. The kid said, "I'm out of sweatpants. Can you Fed Ex me some?"

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Boy, you wanted Dallas alright; confirming the game's status as one of the best rivalries in sports seemed to work well enough for the Skins yesterday.

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If you don't know what ClevelandRocks is talking about, well, you need to read more late afternoon DCist, where we get all crazy with our photo selections.

I don't get what's great about this picture. I mean, that's a public fountain and that's this guy job. DDOT gives him a 50 gallon barrel of water and he pisses it out over the course of an hour. You do that 8 times, you're done for the day. Get paid, go home. Obviously he was classically trained at the Academie Pissoir Francaise, no one's denying that...but besides that, what's so special?

...Clearly!

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Well, technically, it was "car"-free day, so we suppose you should be kind of proud, Reid:

I'm a little torn on whether I should be proud or not. I didn't ditch my personal motor vehicle this morning, but in my defense, it's a Metro car. But I should mention that I reserve an entire Metro car to myself. It's beautifully upholstered, with a tended bar, a snooker table, and opium den. It sits empty in my station most of the time and gets towed by the hoi polloi's car when I need to strike out on the town. I normally call ahead, since it takes about 15 minutes to hook up the car to the back of the train, and I'm not sitting around waiting for that. My accountant estimated that 85% of all Metro's delays last year were somehow connected to the attachment and/or detachment of my rolling private club. He's a genius, of course, because he figured out a way to turn that into a tax write-off. God bless the green-eye-shades!

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Ah, now here's the good stuff. These types of posts have awesome comments written all over them.

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This week, in The Magical World of Monkeyrotica, Monkey continues his lecture series on guns - this week, how guns can improve mass transit:

See, that's different, because to the Council, public transportation can do no wrong and guns want to kill your mommma and rape your livestock. I maintain that guns are superior in all respects to most transit options because you can use guns to obtain transportation in almost any circumstance. Try it some time: walk onto a bus or next to a car at a stoplight or even a small-engine plane and stick a gun in the driver's face and tell them where you want to go. Through the magic of superior firepower, you can get where you need to go in the fastest time possible. Why be bored out of your skull, trapped in a morning commute, when you can indulge in high-speed inter-vehicle shooting matches? Make getting a quart of milk and a box of tampons a kickass adventure, complete with cops in pursuit and a roadscape filled with dead pedestrians, bikers, and fellow motorists. Indulge your inner maniac by smoking a bunch of crack and driving through street festivals. Well, that's been done already, but you get the picture.

Instead of begging for more funding for an outtdated transit system, we should be providing gun vouchers to low-income residents so that they can obtain transportation (and food, clothing, grillz, blunts, Rap Snacks, etc). Firearms ownership improves self-esteem, and teaches self-reliance as well as how to lead a moving target. These are essential skills to survive the coming econocataclysm, which will totally be fixed in a second Mccain administration.

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Award Time!

Our Avatar Award for Achievement in the Field of Avatars is presented to stavros, whose frame of Spiderman remarking how "impressive Washington D.C. is" is probably due to the Washington Monument's temporary relocation, immediately adjacent to the Lincoln Memorial. Think about it, that'd take some "impressive" manpower.

This week's Username of the Week goes to ist full of dollars, who obviously understands that the key to the What's That You Say? heart is coated with puns. Especially site-promotional puns.