I definitely think this was a better show than last week’s, and it was probably the best of the season. My personal favorite segment was Chad, if only because I can’t get enough of him (for actual sketches, I like the Cha Cha Slide Wedding best if only because it hit the right amount of absurdity without going for the…

I went to school outside of Sacramento, and during my freshman year of high school I signed up for an ROTC sorta academy (looking back on it, I have no idea why I signed up—I never wanted to be a cop). In the program, we did many role play activities of us acting as cops, talking with and—for lack of a better word—“han…

I hate mustard, and my vitriol toward that yellow ooze matches the energy of this article has toward mayo. There’s nothing worse then ordering a burger without mustard only to bite into it and taste the remnants of mustard. People scrape that shit off and shrug like its OK. I can still taste the acrid punch.

This doesn’t *exactly* fit the question, but once when I had jury duty I had to actually go in to the office and sit around all day. I didn’t have a smart phone at the time, but they played movies for us. One of these movies was the smash-hit-epic Here Comes the Boom starring Kevin James.

Y’know, I think I am going to have to watch Deep Blue Sea once more before it departs at the end of March. It is one of my favorite bad movies.

It’s OK. Grookey is going to evolve into some kinda DK-sized hulk beast, and then they’ll be sorry.

I like his design and color scheme well enough, but I really need to see what those abilities are. 

I was a Nintendo fanboy for most of my life, definitely including all of my childhood (roughly 90s and early 00's). As such, the scariest moments I was accustomed to in gaming were some Mario Bros. castles. I mean, even games based off of horror movies weren’t scary, like Friday the 13th for the NES. This is to say I…

A local pizzeria near me had a pie named after their shop that was pineapple, jalapeno, and bacon, and it was amazing.

I hate Hawaiian pizza, but not because of the pineapple. I am lukewarm on ham even under the best circumstances (honey baked), but when you give me petrified, flavorless meat shavings as a pizza topping, I take offense.

God, I am 31 and I still get Chop Suey stuck in my head from outta nowhere. Thanks, high school me for playing the Toxicity album on repeat 10 times a day!

“I go to a church that opens their doors to absolutely everyone...my church community was there for me... ”

I came here to post the same mental crisis.

“People of means” is the most self-fellating phrase I have ever heard.

When I was in college, I used to watch Wild n Out, which was a Nick Cannon-led improv comedy show with a heavy leaning on hip-hop and rap. The show, I think—memory is hazy—typically started with a cold open sketch, and one was about Nick Cannon forcing the other cast members to listen to a new track he cooked up. The…

Rick Scott looks like if a penis had teeth.

When I read what Rich made, I was prepared to comment on how bougie it sounded, but he beat me to it. Then as I kept reading, I actually empathized a lot with the fraught quest for ingredients. In the end, I believe Rich had a good idea and did what he could to make it work. Definitely deserving of most creative.

A campaign spokesperson responded, writing, “Sen. Harris believed that a critical way to keep kids out of jail when they’re older is to keep them in school when they’re young.”

How many “Eat Shit” gifs do you have at the ready? ;)

Don Jr. is a stupid piece of shit.