I’ve always found the McRib to be overwhelmingly meh. It’s a very Becky-Basic offering, to be frank. It’s something Karen and Ken would munch as they sup on their Pumpkin Spice lattes and frolic gaily through the autumn leaves.

Don’t confuse the idiot classes!

The multi-pronged narrative that crosses time and space follows the survivors of a deadly virus. (ugh, c’mon, already?).

The fact those kids are so well-prepared for shootings in a place of where they should be safe is sickening. 

0:39 - that’s the fields full of the creepy baby-trees.  Humans destroying the crops?

As someone who only - only! - learned of the celestial goodness that are Nanaimo Bars and Pouding Chomeur a couple of years ago, all I can say is that Canada fucking rocks.  At least they stockpile the important things...

You forget your market, fellow-Brit. These are Americans and they’re used to crap chocolate that tastes like wanked-upon cat vomit.  We get the good, creamy shit.  They get substandard “chocolate” that tastes like wax.

Yes but if you pop it in the freezer, remove after two hours and drop it into a hockey sock you have the mightiest of all Crimbo weapons.

Mutton is good for making pies with though, especially the mighty Scotch Pies...

“But even if it does... what else do you call a Southern biscuit? A savory scone?”

Oh dear. Someone clearly has no clue as to how British culture works around this time of year. This article could have been titled “Tell me you’re an ageing American millennial blogger without telling me you’re an ageing American millennial blogger”.

Ah, Love, Actually? Hateful shite. Beloved by gushing twats everywhere without realisation as to just how horrific the characters are. You can also say the same about Notting Hill - aka The Great Whitewash Film.

I was so damned happy to see Kate back. Like “finally, an adult’s in the room” happy.

Ah, she must be sniffing onions then.

Doe-eyed, not dough-eyed, LOL.  Damnit, now I’m craving pizza...

LOL, what is this “Leftover Ham” of which you speak?  TALK SENSE, ROBICELLI!!!

Yeah, the video doesn’t explain a lot - especially considering the Toyota Aygo mentioned above is only five foot three inches wide in Numpty Measurements (1.65 metres wide in metric).  The issue here is twats who can’t drive.

Another day, another American with the affected Kardashian-tramp accent mangling British words.

I’m quite enjoying this. The dialogue bounces along, Steinfeld is a treat as Kate (just the right combo of snark and smart to make her immensely likeable and not “Oh god, not another Millennial I have to add to my Death List”) and Renner is good at the ageing hero just looking to get home to his kids and not have to…

Steffi ah-wotcha-call-it??!