Ok, now you’re just setting us up to make inappropriate dick jokes based on that headline. 

A lot more hair, that’s for sure. 

Nice.

This is like going to a circle jerk to prove you’re good at masturbating. 

Perd is that you?

IT’S STUART FROM MAD TV! LOOK WHAT HE CAN DO! 

RUSSIAN MEDDLING. 

I WANT THAT JUICY SHAQ MEAT!

YES, QUITE, INDEED! ALL PRAISE DR. OCTAGON! 

There’s not enough Vaseline in the world that could grease up that lens...

I’d bet you a plate of Skyline Chili they’ll go .600, .500 and .100.

Fire up Chips! Row the Boat! Uh... Iggy Pop is from here! 

GO EAT YOUR SPINACH SALADS. 

Formula 91 Dudelange is mostly just Rockstar Energy Drink mixed with whatever cocaine Artie Lange left in his apartment. 

Not knowing what Milk Street (the actual street) was, my friend and I were cracking up at the potential reasons for why the show was named Milk Street, and boy, were they stupid.

Love the name by the way, Dr. Killinger. Betting Chris Kimble wishes he had your magic murder bag these days. 

The first time I can vividly remember being afraid in my life was visiting my grandparents in Arkansas when I was six. They had a grandfather clock that had been passed down from generation to generation that would chime like death on the hour, and add that sound while attempting to sleep in the guest bedroom that was…

It’s how us deviants still get access to the verde salsa. 

McCarthy must of had a red scare, because that steak looks pretty done. 

I can’t wait to see more of Peyton Manning’s toe face during NFL commercials.

On the downward slope of the him curve. 

We sure this isn’t Kirk Cousin?