Yes, thank you. I like dogs, and cats, and rats, and birds, and gerbils, and lizards, and snakes, and-

the two compartments near the front "do not work and should not be opened."

Happy to see Rogue/Wraith Squadron get some love here. I read, re-read, re-read, re-read, and re-read those books when I was 12 and loved it no matter how tacky it all was.

I just clicked on it expecting some-kind-of-who-knows, and what I saw was a moving, sentient sleepboner.

The whole fallout made me laugh because I never thought this show was funny or good and the people that did got DUNKED on. JUSTICE & DESERVED.

Whoa, something I can agree with you on other than AFX

Everyone calm down, she's just hanging out with Sky Ferreira a lot is all.

All of those "upsets" that happened would make a lot less sense if they lost.

Doesn't one errant pitch deserve another in baseball?

That's a little too niche.

I got a lot of joy out of this list, the kind where you praise our deer lord that someone out there understands...

I dont get it. If it was never Jeff Gordon driving, and every bit of that ad was fake, what's he getting you back for? Sounds like Pepsi just wanted to look good at your expense.

Maaan, you don't have to be in the guild to know Gravity had an awful script, though.

I don't live close enough to Canada to know how annoying they probably are about this kind of thing, and I have the crummy default of rooting for the US in the Olympics no matter what...
But come on, you just wouldn't see this kind of jubilation here. It'd have been just another notch. An "oh, did you hear? Yeah,…

I was away for the summer that Anchorman was out, and I never bothered to watch it since, so I can honestly say that I didn't know "stay classy" was an Anchorman thing until now. But yeah, fuck it.

I think I got a minor panic attack near the end when you summed up your injuries. Christ.

to the tune of Sweet Caroline:

PIZZA SHIRT

This is horrible. It's a wishlist, not a business meeting. there's no space here for "a little thing that can turn into anything"

What if you drink to unjam the anxiety-induced word-traffic in your head? Or what if you drink to allow yourself to be sad instead of soberly filing it as "expected disappointments for a chaotic and alienating place"?