This. It takes me 20 seconds put the blankets back in the right position and put all the pillows back, but when I get home that night, I see the bed’s made. There’s a tiny bit of order.

I do plenty. Thanks.

She is a horrible creature. How anyone could pay her to do anything short of taking her own life is beyond me.

Oh Jesus. I am so so sorry. Get all the hygge you can man!

The Rich need to be untouched.

It’s possible to be warm and compassionate without an ulterior motive.

Do all millennials wet their pants when things go badly?

That ain’t Cecily Strong.

Longroof? Is this the same as the Squareback?

I’m surprised this isn’t common knowledge. For years I’ve carried a 5lbs bag of litter in the trunk. Despite what other posters are saying, sometimes snow tires aren’t enough, and you need a little extra grit.

Ah, I miss the good old days... when you were expected to be in the bag well before your office party started.

This is Jewel. Last Tuesday, after 13 years of love, sleeping, treats, and water from the sink, we had to say goodbye. Mrs. Jabroni met the three-year old Jewel at the shelter, something clicked, and home they came. That night, Jewel fell asleep on Mrs. Jabroni and that sealed the deal. Through the years we found…

Yes. That’s true. Or the east coast. And it stands for cookie, that’s good enough for me.

C is important because it’s the backbone of many older systems. Those systems need maintenance.

If he’s bipolar, he’s in the worst environment imaginable. If there’s a fault to be assigned, it’s the promulgation of self-involved, grasping, horrible people with no eye for anything other than the next angle.

The uniforms are not made of cloth as we know it, but of a strange miracle slime that gives footballs sentience.The footballs wake up, realize they are being carried by Andy Serkis in shoulder pads, and attempt to flee before Peter Jackson attempts to make a nine film series about the football hatchery that exists in…

You’re not suggesting they tanked the game for better draft picks, are you?

Behold our new Homeric Hymn.

I don’t watch racing, but...