Does Chuck realize that once upon a time, redheads were seen as the devil incarnate, and there were restrictions in Britain on where they could live?

I was sayin' cause I imagine being covered in beer would attract gnats...

Gnatty lite. Amirite you guys?

Our tagline would be "Its abort time you were pampered!"

Please tell me Church is named after the cat from Pet Semetary

I've asked myself this question over and over again. I think its Mark Ruffalo syndrome, where someone is famous but not very special.

It took me way to long to figure out what rhymed with schmadultasaur. I am not slow. Words are hard.

Pryce Digestive Discs-An English Primary School Favourite, since 1895. Try Classic Licorice or Iodine flavour.

"You know what mom? This is just typical! You've never supported me! This is just like when I had to drop out of phlebotomy school!”

I never saw K.Fed and thought "back up dancer" so much as I thought "guy who brings the back up dancers sandwiches".

That’s awful. I hate gentrification.

Who now?

Andrew Keegan was the hot guy on at least one episode of almost every single 90’s show geared towards a teen audience. Full House, Step by Step, Seventh Heaven....I never quite understood it cause I never thought he was that cute. Now he is one of those hippie naturalist thermos monogrammers, all because he stood…

Sounds like me!

My religion does involve eating as many plates of eggs and bacon.

I can't believe you didn't have pain killers. We had pills plus the no additional charge option of IV medication. One of the girls was all "take the IV, its awful without it."

I was told to keep it in my pants for a month. And no baths, tampons, etc. The internet said different things, I waited 3 weeks. Also, I think every clinic does things a little different. Twilight sleep is where they give you drugs, but you are still able to respond to questions. Like, if you need to push, etc.

Anti-Life Omelettes with extra bacon.

We could also have the best eggs benedict you have ever tasted, but none for Anti-Choicers. They have to sit outside being angry they cannot try my delicious hollandaise.

The lady who took my blood for the iron test was my favorite. Love you, Iron Test Lady. I lost touch with a friend I made in the waiting are; we were supposed to have exchanged info afterwards, but we were both zonked out.