God may forgive him, but the justice system of these United States of America will be sending him to hell.

The extra charge is to get her to turn on Uncle Jesse, clearly the ringleader of a motorcycle gang smuggling cocaine across state lines inside guitar cases.

That’s pretty much the reason: he went to Duke.

What do the Minions think of this?

You’re obviously an evangelical Christian because you think we give a shit about your religion.

Yeah this seems like a gimmick; dirty pizza boxes are currently compostable in my city.

Cinema is being used a code word for “art” here. They’re not art, just popcorn movies. Which is fine, no one cares anymore. We’re all market segmented into our own little niches these days, and if we have to find common ground over some English dude in spandex getting killed by Thanos, so be it.

The catch is that the kids have to work in the kitchen, shelling pistachios. 

They conveniently located it outside so they could hose of the urine his signage will attract.

Like most things in the ‘50s, “wash the dishes” was a euphemism for sex (in this case with the cook in the back). See also: “poke your eye out.”

Soon, I’ll be able to order a sandwich at home with UberEats.

He’s just transferring consciousness to a new body, one with a skateboard so he participate in the X Games.

It can be two things. 

This sounds like the opposite approach of what Bourdain used to do, which was center an episode on the culture (via the medium of food & drink) he was partaking in and finding a common truth. These guys sound like they’re just tourists. Which is fine, I guess. Not everything has to be a deep cut.

something “a little bit more straightforward.”

THANK YOU. JFC, folks.

Yup. This is cracker country.

This guy’s family probably calls themselves Spanish and claims they were never really Mexican.

It’s a sandwich, folks. A sausage sandwich. A wiener sandwich. A frankfurter sandwich. People have been putting wiener into buns throughout human history, and several hundred years ago they also made hot dog sandwiches.

Can we just admit that pop music was better in 2001 than 2018? Is it kosher to say that? I’m saying it.