I usually add some unflavored gelatin in the regular jello. It gives them a little firmer feel. They come out of the molds so much easier and they set in about 45 mins to an hour.

Great job! Your painstaking research will really help me when I make Jell-O shots at my next tailgate or party!

a batch of Jigglers with vodka

It's good to know Lisa Frank has found a second calling in urban planning.

At least we know where the inspiration came from:

I thought this was a Geocities site for a minute. My eyes, my burning eyes!

These sound strangely like things my girlfreind yells at me during sex, right down to the line about Baltimore.

I'm a graphic designer, I'll never understand the Comic Sans hatred (or growing Papyrus hate). It's a font, like any other, and it has its place for use. If you really have the time to "hate" a font, go outside and hit yourself with a rock. Because you have serious fucking problems if a font is even on your radar.

A friend I trust sent this fat dog to me.

Ironically, the dog's name is Brett Favre.

I was so sleep-deprived following the birth that when they presented me with the "placeholder" paperwork and all it said in the name field was "Baby [Last name]", I got all sorts of paranoid that my wife and mother were colluding against me to stop that from happening.
But yeah, the agreement was that the wife picked…

I wish all internet debates ended this well

If President Obama gets Ebola, Chris Brown will lose his shit.

Actually, I'm blaming the GF. I bet she didn't want to sit next to her BF so she told the BF that Ryan wouldn't switch seats. Then the BF got all pissed at Ryan even though the GF never even asked for Ryan to switch with the BF.

Cue the self-loathing brainwashed white hipsters that are all over this site like a virus in 3....2....

Cue the race-baiting, preemptive attacks on anybody who might critique the article's premise.

Drew - That Emmett Smith bit is so fucking stupid, it makes me crack up every week. Fuck you for making me laugh at something so dumb.

The only people who would want this are 3 beers away from terminal cirrhosis.

Once in Little League our way-too-intense coach was trying to motivate our (terrible) team before a game. I don't remember who we were that year, but we were going to play the Athletics. So for our last practice before the game he brings out an A's jersey, gives us some insane speech about how we're going to tear them…