What about ranking by island? (You know you want to.)

I don’t think that’s what this is implying. The car went from a full stop to accelerating off the cliff.

Ah, yes, I recall the passage where Jesus washed everyone’s bootstraps.

I just popped blackmarket (some other dude’s) ritalin whenever I had to cram for finals. Shit is like a turboboost for your brain.

There’s a couple reasons. 1) We shouldn’t dictate what other people eat and 2) it’s impossible to implement this. (They’ve already looked into it. Can’t find the study done by Congress but it basically concluded that food companies could change labeling and all of it would be undone).

Thanks, I’m fine.

Man.....

We went from Oprah to Maury Povich in like two fucking years.

Pretty much the only thing they’re good for.

Since you’re so thirsty, I’ll turn on the hose.

S’right, more pie for me.

Right. It’s only half a pie.

Isn’t it because malls are dead and the only place they (and the homeless) can now hang out all day is the local Starbucks?

This is the one that’s going to make ‘em mad this week. (Because you’re not really leaving.)

I’m sure you can skeet some of your beloved country gravy on it at home.

I just grabbed the smothered chicken photos from a google search of the few soul food joints I frequent, so they’re probably the staged ones.

There’s not, they’re both wrong.

I second this.

Right. One is half-finished pie, the other is a real pie.

The South.