When I dip you dip we dip.

It's not the size of the boat, it's ethics in videogames journalism.

Ding! Max loves Grover. Ding! Skippy does Otis. Ding! They all do each other. It drives me nuts!

YOU kind of suck!

Hobbit Cafe is one of my must-visits whenever I'm visiting friends in Houston. Their portion sizes are laughably huge, though.

Well, if you've got an active sex life, you can have blow jobs any day of the week, but football is only on Saturday or Sunday! Or Monday or Thursday nights. And also sometimes Friday, I guess.

They say "fancier", but none of those places serve Cheddar Bay Biscuits, so I think it's a bit of a wash.

On a scale from 1 to 10, how disappointed are you with the adult Harlan III has become?

Why not just make infinity bigger?

Are you saying the letter writer's ex is 50 Cent?

I mean, I think Muwarr already put some effort into answering your question.

Oh, you're leaning in the other direction…

I'm pretty sure Muwarr here is being facetious.

The Teamsters may be gruff, but they're always willing to cuddle after.

I wasn't watching closely enough — was it exactly the same handshake Jake did with Rosa earlier in the episode?

No, it's the children who are wrong!

Hey, just because I work from home doesn't mean I can't have coworkers!

Gotta love a good pluralization joke.

Semi-on-topic rant time: I have a coworker who frequently talks about "dank memes" at work. He's a nice enough guy, but for some reason I can't quite articulate, I find this infuriating. I think it's the sort of self-satisfied laugh he gives each time. I always end up just kind of staring blankly at him for a bit. I…

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