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Peaked in Nirvana's Rock&Roll Hall of Fame induction.

Fifty bucks says there's a scene that shows Dinklage hiding in McCarthy's fat folds.

Cue Breitbart writing an article about how O'Neill is in the pocket of liberal Northeasterners picking on the poor Midwest.

Rarely has there ever been a more appropriate time for this link:

Disqus is not letting me see notifications. Balls.

That was one of my favorite posts I've ever done.

Testicular Fortitude is the best kind of Fortitude.

Zed's dead, baby. Zed's dead.

Well, at least Brandon Sanderson will be around to finish the series if Martin croaks first.

I literally have had women tell me before "you know, you really shouldn't tell people how awful at sex you are BEFORE you sleep with them." But, I mean, if not then, when? They're already going to be aware of it afterwards.

Because it's funnier that way!

When did Richard Pryor die? Why was I not informed?

I signed up when Noel Murray started doing his Buffy re-reads in 2007.

Holy shit, dude! I have 83,000 upvotes. It's hard for me to comprehend that people have read things I've written 83,000 separate times. Probably more, because I commented more often before the upvoting process was established.

I figure that pepper is like MDMA if your penis is also your nose.

Well, I paid for a bunch of people to have a fancy dinner at a Michelin starred restaurant a few months ago, so that's sort of a reward?

We have a very nice community and it's a very safe space and we can share interesting and happy things. And sometimes we meet up and do drunken karaoke!

If only you didn't have to get the other person's consent, I'd totally be married by now.

Literally shitty, possibly. Some of those .gifs…

I'll even give you some pepper!