I'm surprised you didn't include 2003 when Heinz developed a better version of those ketchup packets that you can either squeeze or dip your fries in, aka the Heinz Dip & Squeeze.

Honestly, if you (1) went to Syracuse, (2) played lacrosse, (3) looked like a douchy frat asshole, and (4) were named "Hayes McGinley," how could you not totally expect to get the Jesus Fucking Christ beat out of you at least once in your life by a guy named Big Jim Whitcomb.

Looks like the bluetooth deal has already expired.

Looks like the bluetooth deal has already expired.

Did you notice they totally snubbed Cecily Strong there in the montage of anchors? Skipped right over to Jost and Che. They showed Girl You Wish You Hadn't Started a Conversation With at a Party, but not her. And I thought she was better than Jost.

You can stop now, Midwestern Christians are not an oppressed group.

Billy, I hate to nitpick, but I have a problem with the headline. The phrase "insane, masturbatory rampage" should be "insane masturbatory rampage." You shouldn't use a comma when the last adjective outranks its predecessor and is an integral part of the noun phrase. In this case, the rampage is not both insane…

Their earlier tweets are pretty corny and tone-deaf. But, to be fair, they say that delivery is 90% of comedy, and DiGiorno doesn't do delivery.

Typically speaking, I try to walk to the grocery whenever I can, and that's not particularly conducive when you're trying to carry a week's worth of groceries and a giant pack of toilet paper. It sounds pretty stupid on the surface, but having a big package of toilet paper arrive once a month is surprisingly useful.

Interesting. Based on your comment, I would suggest you read the article to find the answer to your question, especially before claiming it's unprofessional - it's the leader because the majority of the Lifehacker readers seem to have had a different experience with the program than you have - and to that end, I would…