Boring and creepy.

The hoodies will wind up in one of those ”inappropriate garments in Haiti” roundups.

“Sorry, the correct answer was ‘opioids’.

If anything fun comes out of this, it’ll be watching Goth kids and Nhilists struggling to wear pastels.

I still have fond memories of the bullet holes and bloodstains on my homemade “Hard Rock Cafe - Managua” t-shirt back in the 80s.

The CIA would not do Trump any favors. Nada. It would have to be Blackwater ops.

MAGA robes! They’re a thing.

Magical Mystery Tour?

I worry about Bernie’s health. There, I said it.

[Sighs and rummages through the closet for his beloved old brown paper bag]

TBF, the doctors didn’t really explain very well why arthroscopic arm surgery involves going in through the nutsack.

When a 37-year old quarterback has an injury to his throwing arm, it’s not just his season that ended.

[FSU fan/grad waves frantically] Wait up, wait up! We got Jamie’s Winston dressed and ready!

You realize that this ends with Bennie’s head on a stake, right?

“Ben Rothlisberger is done for the career.”

No lie, but the perennial Florida sports bar argument is, “Could the Miami Hurricanes best the Miami Dolphins?”

The AI was trained on bogus data. Plus, there was a segfault, a memory leak and the hardware overheated. Also, the codebase linked in some Cold War-era targeting COBOL and a few lines of Visual Basic from some old email app called “Melissa.”

It’s Miami. Everything is shady.

Tanking — whatever happened to that “Suck for Luck!” thing? Anybody know?

Nah, they beat my hometown skins in the Super Bowel. I’ll never forget, never forgive.