What was described (with hard "shells" and so-called "seasoning" and cheese) is very much the Americanization of the concept of a Mexican taco and not at all what Mexicans would recognize as a taco (I guess this is what you meant by illegitimate food? It's legitimate food, just not Mexican). We are most definitely…

None of what's described here has anything to do with tacos.

That one too, yeah! I think it did start with the whole HD era but I might be mistaken. It still doesn't sit well with me and I never use it myself.

Yes. Example: "campaign" to mean the main gameplay mode of a game. When the hell did we start saying that? It's ugly, ambiguous, and inelegant. It pisses me off.

I played ARMS at the Switch event and can confirm that it has that Nintendo thing that will make it a damn fun game. I had a blast playing it. I was surprised at the level of strategy involved; it's not just a button-masher (or…arm-waver).

That's the timeline where *all* Links failed.

Get this bag:
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Urge. To kill. Rising.

Three times as many registered Florida Democrats voted for Bush as voted for Nader. If anyone is to be blamed, it is the Gore campaign's inability to court the votes of hundreds of thousands of registered Democrats and pushing them to Bush. However, Nader has always provided a convenient scapegoat, hence this silly,…

Actually, a party convention seems to be the *very* place to rabble rouse. It's a tradition, even, with the rehearsed, orderly perfunctory stuff of the past few ones being a modern development, mostly tied to the rise of televised marketing of political parties.

With the BYU Creamery still dispensing delicious chocolate milk from zombie cows!

I think Bill's return strains credulity, rather than credibility.
Still a fun return, though.

As far as I know, this is the only good way to experience these terrible comics, by openly mocking them:

The risk is indeed zero for all intents and purposes:

"Set the Ray to Jerry" is terrific. Everyone should also check out its cover by Zolof The Rock and Roll Destroyer, it's lovely.

I believe the gourmand *metamorphosizes* into the voluptuary in the boudoir.

About damn time.

The zebra bit, easily. Unquestionably my (and my college friends, I remember us crying with laughter) favorite ever and the height of reality television. Nothing comes close.

DAMN.
IT.

"WHAT'S UP and stuff, heheh."