But I think we can all stop competing for today's Niner Gold Star. I don't think any of us can compete with the combination of multiple terrible puns, cliched sayings, brevity being the sould of wit and horrifying wrongness in Alexander Robles' comment on the delightfully macabre topic of sea anemones eating seabirds:
With anemones like these, who needs wrens?
I could be wrong. That could get topped, but I'm not sanguine that it will.