Ok, now I’m gonna cry.

Don’t be so sure. I could see the Research Triangle being very competitive: educated workforce, entrenched tech hub, expanding population, fiber, cheap utilities, lots of land.

Yep. As if they swapped places with dogs or something.

Ahrn Shitty is horse piss filtered through the radiator of a 1946 Studebaker and used support hose, which imbues it with a complex aroma of roofing tar and old-people smell. Those who drink it effectively admit that they do not deserve to live.

Found the best ever in Brooklyn: “WeCanHearYouHavingSex”.

I’m genuinely sad for you- you will never know the glory that is New Mexico green chili.

That and it’s Eugene Levy’s home town.

Oh STFU already. Arch’s old man put a racist pig in her place. She deserves the title of Cunt.

He’s there, but he’s not his usual self. He even took CAPS LOCK off.

Oh, it is, my friend. It is.

Don’t use my post to defend yourself, sonny. All I mentioned was that this joke was hardly original. Not that it was okay because “an AA comedian said it.”

The Dick Van Dyke Highway, because Mr. Van Dyke once did a PSA for “stop, drop, and roll”, which describes the traffic in NoVa perfectly.

On a horse with no name?

Didn’t Chris Rock use this joke?

Ex-yinzer here. The counties just east of Pittsburgh are racist shitholes. I would sooner call our common Cro-Magnon ancestors “my peeps” before any of those mouth-breathers.

The perfect comment.

And without Richard Pryor, that movie would have been Borscht-belt comedians making fun of westerns.

Though “Yo Gabba Gabba” may be the perfect accompaniment to Saturday morning weed.

Hope this helps.