I read it recently in a ill-considered decision to start reading some comics again. It was a mistake, but at least I know what all the fuss is about.

My wife and I would freakin' starve if it wasn't for DoorDash.

I think that was it…it must have been '85 or '86. They just didn't really click as a band at the time.

Well, that figures.

how is fred schneider the natural enemy of an energized sports drink?

Shit Sandwich.

I didn't feel too cheated by the Pistols reunion tour. But when I saw PiL back in the 80s…yeah, I want my money back.

The Gibson Ampitheatre is a pretty good venue.

Ew ew ew ew ew just fucking ew

This has nothing to do with anything but I woke up in the middle of the night thinking "Trauma Sausage" might be a good band name.

close enough for rock and roll!

Too bad they didn't shut off the Loh Down on Science. God that segment irritates me.

Yeah, that's pretty tough for a lot of people. I hate using the scorecard pads in games like Yahtzee or Scattergories because I want to keep everything pristine.

Yeah, my last playthrough of KOTOR ended up with an unwinnable save file. Still kind of pissed about that.

It was kind of cool when I stumbled across Boston Commons and thought "hey, the hotel I stayed at was just around this corner."

It was the most sensible aspect of the decade.

I'm okay with a slow, meandering plot, but this thing really has to end with the dragons fighting the ice zombies and could we at least pretend to move in that direction?

Watching Carice van Houten get naked is one of the five best things in life.

Once you realize that the cars are never going to stay on the track, the Super Charger becomes a reasonably effective weapon.

…but without the jacket. :(