Well, I don’t know about that, but thanks.

I don’t care if this is a joke or not, but either way, the answer is YES.

Today in Alternate Future History:

$240 worth of pudding.

Bearded, balding guys who somehow look stumpy despite being six feet tall and who overeat and who have that general central European look?

Pittsburgh plans on celebrating Phil Kessel today by having about a third of the adult male population wake up looking like his brothers and cousins.

Poor Phil Kessel. He’s the Cleveland of the Penguins: right there on the verge and still coming up empty.

After giving Steven Adams a perineum to the groin, this taint nothing.

The vicious contempt, the seething anger over the delusion, the snarling rage, the almost despair over the stupidity of celebrating too soon.

Maybe it’s product placement for Gold’s Gym?

Stylistically, I suggest “by Forming XVIII Committees” since the number of committees is 50% greater than the Big XII, and double Title IX.

At least we know Algernon landed on his feet.

Seriously, about 16 years ago, I applied for a job as a closed captioner.

They let you run fast enough to travel backward through time.

I haven’t seen that many people get hopelessly stoned since the last time I saw Phish.

This guy makes it his hobby to document a little bit of the despair.

It’s McKeesport, and it was demolished in 2014.

There are literally thousands to choose from.

They can get rid of the couches, but they can’t get rid of these:

You just need to find parks with bigger sandboxes.