Rest in Peace, Super Deluxe—you were too pure and good and weird for this stupid, branded hellscape of a world. You’ve weathered a similar storm before though, and I have no doubt we haven’t seen the last of you. I’ve been trying to work for you since I moved to Los Angeles, mostly because I wanted to be friends with Tabasko Sweet and Fat Tony. We’d have made a cool trio of best ass friends—Tony would be the Vince, Tabasko the Turtle, and I’d be a hybrid E/Drama. If anyone has an in, let me know. Regardless, here are my favorite Tweets of the last week.