“We are from Russia. So we good. We have cat boiling on stove as we speak.”

I delivered chicken wings in a small city on the Hudson in Upstate NY. During a particularly icy night, I was made to deliver despite poor road conditions. On one run, I was stopped and preparing to make a left hand turn across traffic, with my signal on. Some asshat in a rented Dodge Charger barely touched her brakes…

If you order takeout in terrible conditions, you are a garbage person. End of story.

We’re gonna need a bigger boat.

Ok, holy shit. I know that “picking female news anchors based solely on how their legs look in short dresses” is nothing new, but that Fox clip... holy shit! LEGS LEGS LOOK AT OUR LEGS OH ARE WE TALKING ABOUT NEWS IT DOESN’T MATTER LEGS LEGS DON’T TURN THE CHANNEL LEGS.

Everyone seems to agree that these boats inadvertently drifted into Iranian waters.

When I read the headline, I thought “here we go again.”

Thank you, Tyler. It’s kinda lonely in the ‘sane people club’, innit?

OR... take all your pots, pans and glassware out of your kitchen cabinets, make your way to your nearest flight of stairs, and throw it all down from the top. The clamor will be just as informative, and the destruction of your glassware will be just as annoying.

You know that you’re full of shit, right?