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If there's one absolute truth I've learned over the years, it's that there really is no ceiling to how bad internet comments can get.

I'm pretty sure that if all you know are broad stereotypes, you're actually supposed to make more jokes about it.

Thanks, I sort of feel that my insurance is essentially exploiting a tax-payer funded service, since we'll undoubtedly be using their initial findings with the subsequent provider.

Fuck health insurance. For a bit of background on this story, my insurance is a bit unusual because they provide the actual medical care, in addition to the insurance aspect, so our doctor actually works for the insurance company, which makes the whole thing a lot more frustrating.

My parents once rented "My Cousin Vinny" based on a neighbor's recommendation. To this day, they still talk about how appalling it was, and how every other word was "F-this" and "F-that".

People, even full-grown adults, seem to really love swearing. A while back, when Mumford & Sons first got popular, I was at a Washington Capitals game where they gave fans the option to text in votes for the next song they'd play during a break in play. "Little Lion Man" was an option, and it won by an overwhelming

I'd be interested to see how they make it work on an actual show. It seems like the pacing of every episode is so exacting that the whole show would be screwed up with the additional question and the time Alex would need to explain it to the audience.

The main obstacle I have to competing on the show is that there's no way I could ever come up with more than 1-2 interesting anecdotes to tell Alex after the first commercial break. Well that, and the huge gaps in my knowledge on subjects that come up frequently on the show, my inability to think quickly on my feet,

I believe it's relatively new, to prevent Chu-style gaming, since paying two co-champions can get pricey.

No love for "Barbie Girl"?

I presented the playlist as evidence at the trial and was acquitted of all charges.

My roommate freshmen year in college used to insist that whatever crappy program he used to play music would limit his playlist to 4 songs. Rather than find a better program, or make lots of 4-song playlists, he played the same four songs over and over again for en entire goddamn year.

It did, which I learned after I posted and thought it would be good to add a link to the promos I remembered. I haven't actually been able to find any of the adds I remembered seeing all the time, so it was either a different move, or the entire thing exists solely within the fevered imagination of a mad man. It's

I think the worst trailer I've seen in recent memory was for "The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones." They had the unusual strategy of not showing you anything about the movie at all. Instead, the trailers were hoards of tween girls freaking out about the stars of the movie. When we first saw it, my wife and I were

Move over, Carter. We have a new history's greatest monster.

"Diminishing returns" also pretty much sums up the Shrek franchise.

I often feel like homer in that episode, since I'm fortunate enough to be a manager of a high performing team that requires little direct supervision to get the job done. I keep getting praise, but all I can really offer is doughnuts, and the possibility of more doughnuts to come.

If nothing else, they definitely increase the weight of the trash. Personally, I got covered in all manner of filth from weak trash bags breaking on me as I lifted them up into the dumpster out back. Never could convince those day-shift jerks that the main kitchen trash can needed to be double-bagged.

I was a cashier in the 90s during the first major redesign of U.S. Currency in decades. Older people in particular were incensed that something that had been constant in their lives had changed, so I either got a rant, or a joke that they were paying with a forgery/Monopoly Money type thing. Part of me always wanted

In Soviet Russia, jokes make you!