This is the first viral video I remember watching on the internet circa 1996.

He is essentially the ultimate goal of any high school burnout: spend your life pretending to be bill Murray.

Damnit Jesse YOU PUT HIM IN THE BATHTUB?!!?!

his punishment should be listening to all of this in his cell until he dies.

I think for me the distinction comes from the fact that the call indicated that there was a hostage situation, one person had already been killed, and the house was set to go up in flames.

That doesn’t at all excuse the officer who killed the victim; I’ve said a few times now that I think he deserves manslaughter—but…

OK now that she’s gone I can make my true feelings known:

Wendy’s didn’t want to pay workers so they exported the jobs to Mexico. That’s a globalist move that cost Americans their jobs.

New York has a window sticker. So does Texas. Probably a bunch of other states as well.

To Whom It May Concern:

It rolls down stairs

It’s amazing what can be accomplished when ignorance isn’t the guiding principle of the ship of state.

Since I first learned how in circa 1985, I have pumped thousands of tanks of gas in my life, and I can count the number of times I drove away smelling like gas on one hand.

Sorry, this is the only Dorf that matters.

It helped that the backboard was actually a portrait of George W. Bush.

The SWAT officer who pulled the trigger is to blame. The person who called the fake incident into the police is to blame. The person who passed along the victim’s address is to blame.

Well, see, that’s the great thing! I don’t believe in Hell, and even if Pope Francis is right, and Hell is an eternity separated from God’s Grace, I’m pretty certain that since I am kind, charitable, faithful, and determined to live every day in the spirit of love, I’m sure sometime half-way decent awaits me.

No. Wait. Stop.

Hannibal is a masterpiece and your opinion is dumb and wrong.