Ah, just as we expected: an illegal Mexican Black identity video gamer.

The writer’s problem is with Black excellence. If he were a sportswriter, he’d be lamenting that Lebron James is putting Bosnian ballers out of business.

Made money? According to the studio accountants they’re a billion dollars in the hole and have to write it off in their taxes. Also, no bonuses this year, sorry, fam!

That doesn’t make any sense for this blog.

First of all, Mulaney, Yoshinoya is an ancient Japanese restaurant chain. Secondly....that’s all I got.

Actually this is the best way to destroy CDs with sensitive information on them. 10-20 seconds max to get them crackling.

A mote of dust...or the finger you place in it to test the temperature. BLAMMO.

I feel for you, man. I’ve been there. Definitely talk to a therapist, but look for one with a culture informed practice in your area. It makes a huge difference.

I can see how it’s not 100% without a reasonable doubt, especially since this would likely be tried somewhere like Simi Valley (cop town). You can see that Glenn has his arm wrapped around the other officer’s right leg as he struggles to stand up. That’s not his gun side, since he’s left-handed, but the shooting cop…

I think he’s here for the slap-down. It’s his fetish.

We can find it—as masala dosa.

It’s the Takeout, their food sub-blog.

We don’t need new laws! Just enforce the ones already on the books!

He was pre-citing Trump’s video game talking point. It’s the vidya games fault after all.

Another solid win for Team Pie. This is why we’re better, folks.

Let me tell you a little secret....it’s all the same style of cheese.

As a strict constructionist, I don’t even know how to play spades, I just can read things.

As a strict constructionist, I interpret the Big Joker to actually be the Ace of Spades, as so intended and written by our Founding Bicyclists.

That’s the Championship level!

I was taking your suggestion, but making the surroundings do the work of your rancid foodstuffs. Enjoying that hot dog? How about while you stare at a picture of Trump’s willy? BBQ good? How about we waft in some poo smells from the Taco Bell next door?