I'm glad I could be of help in any small way.

Turns out she digs honey roasted peanuts; so that's what I mixed in with the plain M&Ms. Ten years, I'm still learning about her. That's my favorite bit.

Jeb Bush is way more likely to be our next president than this guy, although in his case name recognition may work against him.

Bullet.

Okay, when you put it that way, it actually makes a lot of sense.

Shit tends to float.

What a lucky day for them.

He's probably wearing a loaded Glock for a cock ring, too.

Clever tie-in to the Fifty Shades opening.

Totally with you; spiders and greasy lotions can just go straight to Hell. Circus peanuts... meh.

In a separate note, he thanked a long list of female friends, or, as he put it, "people from my past that, to be honest, I was not allowed to talk to if I wanted to stay married."

Thanks for the tip!

This year, it's pizza and beer. I did splurge a little; got her some candy (good stuff: M&Ms -peanut and plain- Whoppers and Reese's Cups), a nice card and Dancing Groot, which made her squee. Nearly ten years in, I can still make 'er squee, I figure I'm doing alright.

This should be an outrage. But... I just can't get mad at her.

Holy shit. I mean.

For example, this guy's "gotta love Bruce," as he has no other love in his life. Well, carbohydrates, and kick-backs, but that's all.

Well yeah, they've still got to work in Batman, and the Justice League. Then all of the individual characters in FSoG will get their own standalone movies, going on and on until 2037.

I'm sure everybody else has noticed this, but did anybody notice that the second clip took place in the NCIS bullpen?

Christ, she named her kid after the air freshener sitting on the tank of my crapper?!?