Oh, c'mon! Chewable supplements! You can chew them! That's worth something! Plus, they supplement! As in, extra! Thus, worth extra money!

"Lower back," eh? I think Mr. William S. Burroughs might have something to say about that.

But really, sorry. Just being a smart-ass. Or dumb-ass.

Hipster: you WOULD imagine that.

Just like people who disdain meth.

@Lone: Ass surgery isn't all it's cracked up to be.

Next up, Five Easy Mistakes, where you can choose your own adventure after quitting your oil-rig job and freaking out about some toast, or whatever.

You know that whenever a thread starts out wih, "That's too badn let's be nice…" by about ten posts in it will have devolved into the worst possible insults and fake internet macho posturing.

Rockin' in his chair at the seniors' AA meeting.

Pooch Sixteen.

My wife and I quit after season 2! Got you beat!

@sardonicPsychotic: So what you are saying is that such dicks are the master bait, eh?

More like five fingers.

I think Bowie was more interested in Iggy's meat club than in any music he recorded.

Dr. Pepper commercials.

I love those articles, especially the insight that everything Freidman writes is based on something he saw out the car window on the way to the airport.

Sirhan Sirhan.

I wish he had left the Ford Focus out of it. Cheap, reliable, goofy-looking, modest highway transportation. A fully adequate car in many functional aspects.

Why anyone would buy a Black Flag sticker (or shirt) when the bars are so easy to stencil and spray paint is beyond me.

The racism stereotype might have something to do with ICP performing in blackface using fake Negro dialect.