Crocs: Merry Christmas to you too, Grandma.

Crocs, jorts, and Dungeon Master hair, Mario Batali rocks the shit out of it somehow.

"Maybe you will be mistaken for having a lot of confidence."

That made more sense than the article on wifebeater I read ages ago, bullets.

I enjoyed the article, but to be fair I wished someone would have stepped up to the plate and drank like half of it.

We screwed up the order, but I wasn't going to let it ruin my fun.

I may never understand why Stella is de rigueur for wifebeaters in the UK. It's not that strong and not that cheap. Maybe wifebeaters are classier across the pond.

And by "the English" I am referring to the crazy drunken youth.

Thirty twice.

The English drink cheap Stella and White Lightning (the cider, not moonshine), right?

Thier version of "Why Can't We Be Friends?" is alright.

He is an gay.

I seen the Selena status in Corpus Christi, TX. I seen it wit' mah peepers.

Godzilla, his son dead from playing the choking game with a giant praying mantis, writes a sensetive tell-all that romantically connects him to another single parent with a dead son: Mecha Godzilla.

It may not be politically correct to say so, but Mothras need to go back to where they came from.

Not after introducing his bullshit pug-nosed kid.

It will go through theatres like crap through a goose.

I find a lot in common with Dwight's behavior towards women and the Pick Up Artist's Myserty Method. Not that Dwight does he does it on purpose, but he "negs" the shit out of women.

I'da called 'em chazzwuzzers.

Badgers? We don't need no stinking badgers!