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I have very little stake in who is chosen (apart from reviling this guy for obviously being an asshole), since I don’t watch Jeopardy, and didn’t see ANY of the guests trying out. However, I am totally over this increasing trend to hire actors to host game shows. Acting and hosting are a totally different skill set,

- Main ingredients Sausage made from pork, beef, chicken, turkey or combinations there of

So, not a hot dog, then.

I’ll try it, but I really wish they were more chewy than crunchy. I get why crunchy is preferred for transport and packaging. But man, this really looks like it should be a softer cookie. 

This might be the single worst topic for a slide show ever.

“Dead Hookers from Rehoboth” would be an outstanding band name.

Assholes in Camaros - Department of Redundancy Department

Obnoxious and pathetic.  Like jumping on stage at a concert, grabbing a guitar and dazzling the crowd with your ability to barely play a G chord, all while saying, “no, wait. Wait.  No, hold on.  I got it.  No, wait.”

And that kids is also why we are still in a pandemic.

I saw the packets and they were in the closet making babies and I saw one of the babies and the baby looked at me!

“there is something to be said for the fact that Marvel jumped at the chance to replace a Black man with a white woman in its promotional materials.”

Mushrooms are food, shrooms are for getting high. It is important to not confuse the two. If someone offers me shrooms and it turns out they are giving me some porcini on the side, then I am going to be very annoyed.

Airheads rules

all this brendan fraser talk really has me itching to revisit ‘blast from the past’ and the extremely fun airheads.

The first Mummy is the closest we’ve come to replicating the Indiana Jones films, and Fraser is a big reason why his character comes off as charming and romantic rather than an insufferable douchebag.

It’s a big internet. There’s room for it among the boobs, the ‘hang in there’ kittens and the images of naked breasts.

It would have been so much easier for her to say “Hi. My name is Karen and I’m an alcoholic.” Because this heifer was drunk.

No word if they played “In The Garden Of Eden” by I. Ron Butterfly...... 

Does this make it a Metal Church?

As a pretty much full time barefooter, I see this and mentally squeal with glee—if you look, most all of those rocks are smooth and don’t really have rough edges. It’s really a reflexology massage to walk on these kinds of rocks--really pleasurable. So, no, no real problem with the implied message of the ad.