Good god. Sauerkraut with bbq sauce? 

That’s right up there with Vanilla Isis

The funniest thing I heard today was a progressive pundit calling angry Trumpist the Y’all Qaeda. 

Well, see, it adds up like this....Trump is a delusional lunatic.

One of my loser friends in college ran out of milk so he made Kraft mac and cheese with beer instead.

I have to deviate slightly from the rules because I didn’t prepare this meal, I was simply the victim of it.

I like sticky rice. I like hot sauce. I also like canned mushrooms. So I just mix it all together with some parmesan cheese grated on top. 

On nights when I’m really tired and really stressed, I buy a big bag of frozen French fries from the Safeway, heat them up in the oven, and eat them all.

In college, I made...bad choices, food-wise. To the point that the idea of “midnight bacon” transformed into an event, “Midnight Bacon”. But the worst dish I ever made was something of a conglomeration of several bad ideas, coming together as one.

I don’t have hope. I’ve long stopped believing that Americans will do the right thing when a buffoon is at the helm, especially in 2004.

In an hour, I’m having a biopsy. Then I’ll be waiting for the results over the next 48 hours. I live in Pennsylvania, which won’t have completed election results for days. What I am wishing for, and swear is going to happen, is Biden takes Florida and Arizona, and we know our winner before I know my test results.…

Spot on. I haven’t even allowed myself to be hopeful. 

Well, my American friends, best wishes for tomorrow from your upstairs neighbour. Good luck, best wishes, stay safe, keep calm, carry on, toodle pip, stiff upper lip, and all that rot. We’re pulling for you to snatch your country back from the short-fingered vulgarian and his drooling minions. Take care.

Reminds me of my high school friend who drank Keystone Light. I asked him how he could stand that nasty stuff, and he said (in complete seriousness), “After the first five or six, it’s not so bad.”

Thank God for the BBC and tiny animals!

This was the next video it recommended. YouTube is trying to comfort me.

I was here on Jezebel, reading articles nonstop. I was just 16 years old. In my life, I felt helpless. I came to Saturday Night Social to post profanity-laden rants about the drama of my high school life. I was stuck pretending to be friends with people who clearly had no interest in being mine, and that fact made me…

Hard same.

I’ve watched this so many times in the last week it’s the first thing that comes up when I open YouTube.

I’m so stressed I’m actually using my Hitachi Magic Wand on my shoulders