Why is this coffee shop so damn dusty?

I just keep watching season three. Love Flu Season and Andy and April's Fancy Party so damn much.

That was my first new episode of Park and Rec since I drilled through the past four seasons on Netflix, and I couldn't have asked for a better half hour. Now I have to wait until APRIL 4 FOR THE NEXT ONE.

Oh, shit. Who invited Mussolini?

No love for College Slam?

Hey, that's no way to talk about Kathy Lee.

It is the AggroCrag.

Every time I see an ad for this movie, I think, "this is the only reason you came back, isn't it?"

More proof that Hulk Hogan ruins everything.

Matt and Jeff Hardy: The Food and Drug Administration

*slow clap* +1

A STRUMPET, SIR! A HARLOT, A TROLLOP, A LADY OF THE EVENING!

Fact, strippers love corduroy. One once told me during a lap dance that she hates rubbing against denim, because it's too rough. Corduroy, however is nice and soft and perfect for exposed lady parts. I swear she ground at least 20% harder that night.

Much like recent incarnations of DX, it was only good for a nostalgia pop, and in the end looks kind of sad.

Christmas Morning 1992: I unwrap Tiny Toon Adventures for the NES. Naive as I am, I think my mom tried to get me a Game Boy game and got the system wrong. That is, until I unwrapped the NES to play it on. Good times, great memories.

1. JaVale McGee

"What's happening, hot stuff?"

My Gamertag is RocketN9...as in "Cambot, give me Rocket Number Nine!" I liked it so much, it's my Twitter handle, too.

I'm not exactly sure if it counts, but the end of DS9's "Tears of the Prophets."

Could be worse. He could be a Steelers fan.