Pubic hair's on fire. You're both right.

I ordered a shrimp po'boy for dinner.

Huh?

No.

Great point. Please, keep talking. It's great.

Good to know. Thanks for reporting on that, Dr. Dickhead.

Check out the dork with the chip on his shoulder.

You're charming as shit.

I know, right? Why wasn't she barefoot and in the kitchen as God intended?

You are bullshit.

Combine "margarine" with "hairy" and you've got it.

Nobody cares about your team.

Good effort. Glad to see you're bringing jokes.

I can't imagine the very real pain you're feeling seeing others exploit your fake disease.

I'd assume you were reading her business card out loud.

It's a joke. He's not trying to publish it in the New England Journal of Medicine. Chill out.

There's nothing precious about helmet-to-helmet hits.

I mean seriously, what's MORE useful than a sack of flour? It's a staple ingredient. Drew is such a jerk.

Good job debunking that joke. Don't know where we'd be without you.

Hot take, brah.