Alton Brown taught me this and instantly improved my homemade popcorn.

I feel like you’d get better results asking for a double espresso over ice and a bottle of pellegrino. 

OH, gotcha. I just learned about that recently, how fucking awful.

That was a wild story. 

Josh Wheaton, in one.

You mean Max Landis, right? Please tell me you mean Max.

Does this mean they have the original UCB series?

))<>((

I honestly don’t know if I ever actually really liked pancakes, but I know I haven’t eaten them since that episode.

I rarely literally laugh out loud when listening to or watching something by myself anymore. But this show, man. It gets me. Maria Bamford has me in tears nearly every episode.

There’s only 423 episodes left! What, you want to race through them?

So, the word “comedy” is officially meaningless as far as the Emmys go, right? I mean, Dead to Me is a great show and it deserves awards attention, but the only thing it has in common with a comedy is the run time.

That show is a goddamned master class of acting, and this is a goddamned travesty.

The book felt a lot like Tommyknockers, in that it was batshit nonsense that I found thoroughly entertaining.

“Norse stan?”

The article is fixed now but trust me, this was very funny.

I’ve been baking potatoes by microwaving for five minutes and then airfrying for like, 15-20. 

I got one for my birthday in April, and it’s honestly made my life better.

I’ve heard that Josh Wheaton guy is kind of a jerk.

“go viral from tweeting inside a quarantined airplane”