Great episode. I have been getting zombie burnout as of late, but Carol being Carol made me forget about that. Melissa McBride is the best actor on the show, period, and I absolutely loved her taking charge in this episode. And as much as I like Morgan, he was being pretty dumb here. What is to stop these people from…

I have to say, BCO has spurred two important changes in the way I act in restaurants.

Shit, I think it can see into my pap smear results.

“Best for Smarties: Don’t Buy Smarties, You Monster”

Woman: “No. I don’t want a salad. I wouldn’t be able to finish it. Can’t you just wrap lettuce around the meat?”

Okay, seriously: what kind of FUCKING MONSTER puts GRAPE JELLY onto a perfectly innocent pizza? And for those of you who would mention pineapple, you are gross and wrong. Fight me.

I read every one of these - and there were definitely some gems - but I just flat-out can’t get over putting jelly on pizza, let alone asking for it like it’s not completely insane.

In a recent study, over 40 percent of parents agree or strongly agree that vaccines played a part in the development of their children’s autism.

I don’t even like watching myself take a shower.

“So, your table stopped me and asked what kind of fish they had was because they thought you were lying to them; I told them it was cod and they asked why we didn’t have real fish.”

Okay, I haven’t read through yet, but last week, I discussed writing up a “BCO In Jokes Primer”... and here it is. For all those who are new...

You’re the Cleveland Browns of Deadspin commenting

Noelle is a genius. I would have never figured out that the guy was freaking out over the sharpie smell.

Only in the context of a trollish dare could a bunch of 15-year-old boys stand around and overcome their native homophobia enough to watch one of their buddies slather goo all over his cash and prizes. Well done.

When I was a freshman at Bowling Green, lots of independent freshmen were placed in on campus fraternity houses as independents, because the Fraternities couldn’t fill their houses with Members. At BG, there were a few “rows” of houses (basically big dorms, separated by service hallways and fire doors, to make 4…

Playing a game I was dared to go streaking to a certain point. I did it but I was caught by a cop driving by, in his spotlight and then chased by said cop. Luckily I made it back into the apartment before he could catch up to tell which apartment. I was told I completely froze like a deer in the headlights, but when…

One time at summer camp I dared my friend to shit on a plate. He immediately retrieved a plate from the dining hall, dropped his pants, and took a giant shit on the plate right in front of us. He then frisbee-tossed the shitplate into the lake. Days later, a camper in snorkeling class retrieved it. I shattered it on a…

An obese friend bet me that I couldn’t lift him up. This was freshman year of high school and I was trying to impress a girl (why would she have been impressed?) so I took him up on it. I was 5 feet tall and maybe 100 pounds. When I lifted him, my left knee gave out and I immediately broke several bones in my foot.…

So I double-dog-dare you to tell us about the most ridiculous dare you ever agreed to. Come to think of it, I triple-dog-dare you.

they were [obviously] stationary, but. my dogs last night (they do this almost everyday, not always in the right order)