I've been in that place at 2:30 AM when some drunk fuck ordered those wings. I like heat in my food but I couldn't even be inside the restaurant when those wings came out.

There's a pencil-thin line between a good mustache pun and a bad one.

Mustache on or off?

PPP? Podrick's Pleasure Palace?

Then you probably don't want to hear about my stint a long time ago as a 911 operator and dispatcher in Florida. Few things wake you up during a midnight shift like the screams of a man who had a cockroach get stuck in his ear while he was sleeping.

Not until Ballistic: Ecks vs. Sever 2: Ecks-Lectric Boogaloo gets greenlit.

This has probably already been answered by this point, but one of the benefits of herd immunity is that, by reducing the foothold a disease has on a population, you reduce the chance that the disease will mutate to a final form where it can spread to the vaccinated population as well.

I'm reasonably certain that ESPN's recent decline in subscribers and revenue is due to their using "Centuries" for every transition bumper on SportsCenter.

Every summer, I think that kolsch is going to become the next popular style of beer for the season, and every summer I'm wrong.

Of course I was beaten.

Sadly, that's going to be problematic going forward.

As long as 2002 focuses on Ballistic: Ecks vs. Sever, I'd be OK with that.

Upvoting for the Daniela Bianchi love. FRWL is my favorite Bond movie largely because of her.

Yes, Kylie Minogue is rather callipygian.

And anyone who watched Sportscenter in the 90's could always be counted on to learn where Dick Trickle finished a race.

Fuck me
I'm 43
No really, fuck me please
Because I'm 43.

I tell myself that too.

Did anybody else read that phrase in the opening paragraph as "a bacchanal of gloppy intensity and genital after-school gaming?"

Those poor participles were left dangling thanks to leaders communicating vague antecedents.
(Of course, now the typo is fixed.)

You mean Word War I? Probably the bloody English.