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I won’t forget the first time I strolled down the North Wildwood boardwalk and noticed an aquarium set up between the game booths. An aquarium, less than 100 yards from the ocean? I almost wanted to cry for those poor fish.

I would just like to say that most of the rules in most of the religions in the world are fucking moronic.

I want this but from Yamcha’s point of view.

Can you imagine, being a US citizen and going through all the trouble of buying that given the restrictions only to pull the panties down and get an eyeful of mosaic pixels.

It’s high time we discussed Grover. He’s been pushed aside for too many years by that shrill charlatan Elmo. I for one would love for Super Grover to show that redheaded stepchild the door.

Fan1: “Whose ATV is that?”

Tell me more, Mr. Lombardi.

“Lady, I’m not an athlete. I’m a professional baseball player.”

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Not to mention starring in one of best Sportcenter commercials.

D.B. Pooper

I don’t know, I like the term TruCoat better than PermaPlate. Rolls off the tongue a bit easier...

“Well, it’s in Hazzard, it’s in a hurry and it ain’t a Duke. So whoever that fella is, he’s probably up to no good. “

Rumspringa training.

And also there’s the nuts people vs the wrong no-nuts people.

‘all edge’ brownie pan.

Fly, yes. Land, no.

Rest in Pizza-Pizza

No Blackhole? Maybe we’re all just hurtling towards the event horizon and we all get sucked in and shredded to nothing in an instant. Orrrr..... maybe we do live in a multiverse and the blackhole is just a portal some cool other universe where all your wildest dreams come true. That’s what I’m excited about.