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I’ve saved all the episodes from the Nazi-Punching Good Time on my DVR for when I’m feeling down. It still doesn’t disappoint.

Meanwhile, here in Florida we have to scold adults who try to let their kids sit at the bar at a brewery. That is clearly against the law in Florida, and you’d think not sitting your kid at the bar would be a no-brainer. But then I remember...Florida.

I loved being able to “top up” my phone at 7-Eleven in Thailand and get my breakfast pao. Family Mart just didn’t have the same pizzazz for me. Plus, only Family Mart there seemed to sell the worst beer on the planet: Red Horse. For shame, Philippines. For shame for making that beer.

What a fun array of movies you have on there! I absolutely adored The Last Unicorn as a child, and it still holds a special place in my heart.

What’s your podcast?

I definitely need to work on my flexibility again. I’m in!

If listening to Def Leppard and Poison and Journey makes me a dad, well, that might require some explaining to my husband but SO BE IT.

I’m sorry, did you say sardines in harissa and olive oil?! *dashes to the nearest Trader Joe’s*

It’s like she was trying for a brassy voice but ended up with buckets of vocal fry.

Thanks. Do all recipes for Instant Pot go on “high” when in manual mode?

One thing I’m flummoxed by is when I see Instant Pot recipes that don’t tell me what pressure level to set my pressure cooker at. I have a Breville cooker, not an Instant Pot, so when doing Manual cook times, I also need to set the pressure. I see very few Instant Pot recipes stating that, so how can I know what the

Blade was the first R-rated movie I ever sneaked into (thanks to having a college ID from doing dual-enrollment in high school).

Miss Piggy.

I watched the Muppet Show a ton when I was a kid, and the Great Muppet Caper was one of my favorite movies. I appreciated seeing a woman in what was mostly a boys’ club doing what she could to hold her own. She was quick to anger (partly because no one ever took her very seriously as the Force to Reckon

More people need to use the exclamation “jeepers.” Thank you.

Fucking hell, I loved that moment.

And yet here we are as childfree folk still being judged — but now for not having children.

Leg day, man. Fuckin’ lunges.

You’re telling me!

Nope, I have the five-year Mirena and am only 1.5 years in.

Considering Mack has never won an Emmy (a slight I still cannot forgive), this stinks of the Daily Fail dragging someone’s name through the mud yet again.