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How dare deadspin publish a post by Mr. Petchesky, with his slavic sounding name, on this, the 5th anniversary of the Ljubljana Marshes hot air balloon crash in Slovenia. I am aghast at the insensitivity.

Thank you. That comment was off the charts douchey. Yours was hilarious.

I’m sorry, and you’re welcome.

I was just going to say what you already said, only you said it better. Finest Kinja.

As long as I can fulfill my dream of having a Wookiee sell me a $20 churro in the hot Floridian sunshine I’ll be happy.

The joke’s on CBS, Emma Stone won’t be any cheaper.

You will need a screwdriver, a pair of tweezers, a magnifying glass (optional), some salt (~1tbsp), and a bag of chicken feed, preferably corn-based.

I have a warning about befriending Muslims around Ramadan. Last time I did it was with some tenants I had. Late one day, one of them came running to my office in a panic saying there was a leak in his apartment and everything was getting soaked. I raced over there with my giant wrench to turn off the water and found

More raisist than sexist but whatever.

That’s nothing. I once saw 75 people get baked at a Phish concert.

Not my children, thank all that is holy, try a decaying skunk hidden in one of the five billion cargo pockets in a minivan.

One of the owner’s and starting quarterback’s good friends dropped the MOAB just this week.

Seconded! Besides, I’m lazy, and making someone else do most of the work appeals to me.

You must be a blast at parties.

While everyone was crushing on Heath Ledger, I was over here rewinding the scene of Paul Bettany walking nekkid over and over and over again. And for that same reason I will enter one of my not-sci-fi favorite guilty pleasure movies:

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I am no longer embarrassed by it, but “A Knight’s Tale”
It has aged like wine