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It’s the Joycelyn Elders version of the Teufel Shuffle.

I understand praising the guy who kicked the door down, but why is he praising the guy with the garden shears? Did the nicely trimmed hedges help sooth him after the traumatic bathroom experience? And why didn’t he praise Lenny, the attendant who wears an adult diaper outside his pants while angrily yodeling at

Well, if Bond has just parachuted out of a plane and wants to make a clean getaway, I’d go with DB’s Cooper.

It was actually Sam Bradford.

Wow. In order to muscle a pitch like that into the outfield, you have to be some sort of Adonis.

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I remember this meme from when I was a kid.

To all you people who say they can understand why she did it now? Well, all I can say is that the HIVe mind can be disturbing.

“Honey, I won a trip to London! No, I don’t know if you or the kids can come. I’ll have to ask. How’d I win it? It was just... a contest. You know. Internet contest. Why does that matter? Did I grill you about where you got that 25 dollar Toys R Us gift card? Why can’t you just be supportive? I’m going to England!”

So the Galaxy won thanks to some deus ex maquina.

I’m with you on that, although that doesn’t seem to be the consensus. I think the new one is a good looking car, just a little too taurus-ified.

I prefer pedestrian red.

So you don’t need the plutonium? I’m not really a car guy.

Ah nevermind.

Is it fully functional? Can it actually travel through time? If all you need is plutonium to fire her up, I picked up some off craigslist last week I’d be willing to part with.

If he was going for conductivity he would have modified Auric Goldfinger’s Rolls-Royce Phantom.

But imagine the madcap movie we could have had if Lybian terrorists had followed Marty back in time.

God Dammit. I even Ctrl-Fed “Panda” and still missed your comment.

Raymond Felton spends most of his money at Panda Express.

I was thinking of the poop emoji, but white, just like you’d expect the Michelin Man to make. I bet his poops are delicious marshmallowy fluff.