Dolor? Oneiric?

it provides a false sense of accomplishment, like video games.

Said the Whale

I had no idea this song was from 1994. I thought it was from 1974 by Dexys Midnight Runners or something.

I had a couple of young women come to my door and ask for help because they couldn't get their car started. "It was just working, I don't know what is wrong". We've been trying to figure it out for 20 minutes". ME: is the car in PARK? THEM: Uhhhh, thanks!

I don't even know how to read.

They better have the subtitles on otherwise……..

I would have said the aesthetics are a combination of Cirque du Soleil and Rocky Horror Picture Show.

My nephews played for "Butcher Boys" hockey club! That's what ad men call synergy!

Ah yes, I dreamed of stuffing Martha's muffin!

You should be vaping Wiz, not rolling!

Are you sure?

I thought I had scabies, turned out to be leprosy.

She's a hortisexual. Totally into photosynthesex

I was a member on several occasions of CH and BMG. Yeah, made out like a bandit but in the really early days when I was getting vinyl and the selection was poor (that's why I have several Triumph records) the actual discs were terrible. Extra thin and deteriorated quickly. Using snail mail I called them on it.…

Ha ha! They don't call me Mr. Observant for nothing!

Do you notice the monkey face in the lower part of the beard?

Ha! Edge can't hold a candle to Pete!

I would like to imagine that the SFers are fitted with a harness and wires and lowered and raised from seats as needed. They can be moved around the theatre much like the skycam or whatever at sporting events.
That way, the stars sitting in a row someone leaves don't have to suffer the indignity of a SFer passing in…

Even worse, they use your credit card number as your account number!