No, enlighten me!

Unrelated: I always feel like I should pronounce Jared like “shared” or “cared.” Can we all agree not to name anyone Jared ever again? Thanks.

Mine involves golf.

I know! Who in this day and age heeds the old saw “consider the source” anymore? Very refreshing to read something that isn’t either a “life hack” or one that reaches for definitive conclusions that aren’t evident.

Cats have a smell? News to me. Their urine, yes. A full litterbox, yes. The cats themselves? Never have noticed anything.

Gotta be this, right?

Meatloafarians.

It’s only Monday but this will be the best part of my week, guaranteed. Thank you, kind sir/madam/young child.

“Ms. Palin does understand...”

That guy looks like Clay Aiken.

+1 for throwback to GEO 201 college days.

Har.

Hey, this is Kitchenette! I think you mean “Shmolive Shmarden.”

WTF kind of language is “...all head, neck, eyes and vision were severely damaged?” Does this mean the entire head? And neck? Or multiple heads and/or necks? Or is it just bullshit lawyer-speak for “any head or neck damage we haven’t found yet but could make up in the near future.”

Yeah, it changes. I’m 49 and give zero fucks about my own foibles in that regard. Small example: I can’t stand glaring typos or mistakes in places like newspaper headlines or articles. So I’m regularly called a “grammar Nazi” for facepalming over the all-too-common “their/there/they’re” thing, for one.

This, pretty much.

Or fuckketonne?

+1 for Vintage Non-Fuck Giving.

Just some white facepaint away from Marcel Marceau territory here.

“...it’s the leg part of the chicken...” had better become a thing here now.