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They get marked archaic like every other word usage that's fallen out of everyday use.

Her name is Kimiko-Tan and she used to date James Franco.

I'm content with watching them on YouTube. At least there they aren't interrupted by a blank screen for ~15 seconds every few minutes—or, for people without AdBlock Plus, an ad.

Just wanted to link this The Mary Sue essay by Katie Schenkel, "Sexual Agency and Zombie Butts: Why Bob's Burgers' Tina Belcher Matters." In which, Schenkel is spot on in calling Tina the "patron saint of Tumblr."

For the sake of considering a less nefarious possibility, rope play is pretty nifty. I'm sure Ed and Nora Samuels could attest. Marbles, Cha Cha and Glitter too, possibly.

There are also three versions of Brooklyn Nine-Nine's Kwazy Cupcakes on the Apple App Store. I tested all three of them a while back and the one from the developer AGOG entertainment is the most stable one.

Is it racist that I thought the animated Asian man with what looked like his wife and two kids in the background after the “Bad Things Are Bad” song was Dr. Yap at first? (Probably.)

Also:

“Wow, the tide is coming in fast.”
“It’s the same speed it always comes in. Don’t blame this on the ocean, Bob.”

“GIVE ME BACK MY SON!”

I loved that revelation about Gene. I'm hoping someone somewhere (Tumblr, maybe?) makes a picture of The Creation of Adam with Gene in Bob's cut-offs in place of Adam/George Michael.

I love that Linda’s panic sounds is the clear progenitor of Tina’s panic sounds. I think this popped up at least once before, but it was nice to see it again.

It was so adorable how The Hound and Arya each wiped the blood off of their swords on the bodies of the people they killed.

No, not Sondheim. Clone Club production of My Fair Lady.

The scenario I was thinking of includes funky bass and operates under porn logic.

Kira: Are you my Mummy?

It's not bad, actually. I had some really, really lazy days in college so on a couple occasions I couldn't be bothered to boil up some water and just opted to eat it dry.

For a moment there I hoped thought Big Dick Paul was going to do something else when he pinned Felix face down on the couch.

“He is sestra?”