No matta. It’s the state that the recording is being made from that holds jurisdiction over whether you’re committing a wiretapping crime or not.

Naw, several states have good ol’ one-person consent. She’s good if she’s in New York:

The lesson here is that all calls should be recorded for quality assurance and/or ensuing hilarity. Seriously, at least 4000 memes would erupt out of audio of this call. Next time™!

Well, then, tennis players would win that game easy; those in the top 100 who want to keep their point balance ranking pretty much play in tournaments based in different freakin' countries week after week all year 'round, six continents. There must be tournaments in 40 to 50 different countries, one after the next.

Shouldda gone with the good stuff...

...Not to mention the press conferences would last about 20 seconds.

Mary Kay: I’m so yoooouunnng, squee! ..what with my teen-aged fellow here and this cool beret featuring a brand that young people just dig!

Nothing was worse than the one photo the news used to use back in the day when the story first broke — it’s this shot of him looking like a tough guy, and she’s making this insane psychopathically googly-eyed face face at him. It really says it all:

It’s weird, I had just gotten sucked into the Mary Kay/Vili Wikipedia rabbit hole about a week ago, and the details that I don’t remember hearing about when the story first broke are truly so insane — namely, the parts about how she’d have the kid over at the house all summer, and when the husband finally cracked as…

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First a botched high-five followed by standing around being ignored. The players must be thinking "who the hell let this crazy woman on the field?"

Holy crap! Fuckers were even climbing up the guide ropes.. and the mounted police couldn't do anything. (Bonus: $8000 per goalpost, really?)

Allow me to introduce to you the awesome that is Carib Shandy. I was introduced to it in Trinidad/Tobago, and they use Sorrel (a dark red juice they make from Hibiscus plant, kinda tastes like a more clove-infused version of that lingonberry juice sold at Ikea) as the base. It looks and tastes like goddamn Big Red…

Somewhere in Montserrat, a man shakes his fist in the air..

"...and despite the fact that they [Travolta and Cruise] have been seen together, like, three times in the past decade, "

She's definitely pining for one of those coveted Iowa workshop spots!

"Yo, waiter, hook this mothafucka up w/ some gr8ed ch33z on this here GaNgStA-fagioli!"

Do you also tend to lump together separate parts of the country? Oklahoma isn't in the Midwest. Eyy-o!

Sounds very much like a Vicki Pollard rant... yarr, but, no, but, yarr, but, no, but...

Awesome is timeless and will never fade, but I draw the line with this "+sauce" nonsense. It's just so stupid, as is most such Internet-coined junk from 2008. Before "V-Sauce" (which is obnoxious in its own right), I first saw Neetzan (master of all that is Internet-stupid) use it to chastize a coworker of his for…