Wouldn't it be funny if Dawn Harper got raped by, like, Five Guys Hamburgers right now? Like, right now?

…Girls?

What's the point of Truth or Dare if there's no kissing?

OVO

Stop snitchin'.

I thought you said "complicated ignorance is just the worst," which is also true.

Yeah, I wish the Atlanta Braves were about nerds.

But will it feature a king hat?

My God, what is this feeling? It's not like envy, or even hungry.

You know, Fox turned into a hardcore sex channel so gradually, I didn't even notice.

FLAGGED

you sexist

You'll very rarely go wrong with an episode featuring Andy Daly, Paul F. Tompkins, or Jessica St. Clair. (James Adomian at his best is on this level, too, but he's a lot more hit-or-miss.)

Even Andy Daly, whose first two appearances were aspiring comedians and who can kill under almost any circumstanced, moved away from that route. Because there are more interesting things to do, like disgusting theatrical directors and cowboy poets.

Try Hamsterdam.

I don't think I ever scored more than about 120 points in one play, because if I ever triple-tripled it was with all one-letter tiles and/or blanks. But I'm always inordinately proud when I see an opportunity to bingo with a nine-letter word if my opponent plays in a certain place, although I've never actually managed…

Go: Really, really, really simple to learn the rules. Really, really hard to be even adequately good at playing. (Not unlike chess, really, except chess is more complicated and arguably easier to play, if you can memorize some opening sequences and endgames.)

Thank you.

Capablanca introduced crazy pieces back in the motherfucking '30s. He was mostly bitter he'd lost to Alekhine, I think, but still.

YEAH, BITCH! MAGNETS!