Truth. The flavour of beets is that of the graveyard soil that your corpse will one day fertilise.

Trademark, not copyright, but yes.

“(Hungry Jack’s is what Burger King is called in Australia because Australia reasons)“

I would choose the writhing tentacles over jello + mayo in a heartbeat.

Unfortunately, it’s what happens when you piss off the powers that be for your gig, & can’t afford to be picky about what advertisers you accept.

And now I’ve taken my own advice, so now Frank Underboob is there as well. See you there. :)

“I walked in the door, dropped couple hits of acid and had the most fun I’d ever had at work.”

Wonkette is funny as hell.

LOL.

Make your Disqus profile private, & change your handle.

I’ve just done it. It turns out to be easy. Just go to:

I’ll look forward to seeing you there. Keep an eye out for Nop666. :)

Wonkette uses Disqus for comments, which works way better than Kinja. I’m currently @Nop666 there, although I’m thinking of migrating my Frank Underboob handle there.

And I’m looking forward to running the Pinkham’s Law pool on Wonkette, where they have a much, much, saner comment system than fucking Kinja.

“Taking that same hand he had just used to sexually harass my mother, he goes over to the vat of mashed potatoes and scoops up a fistful. Then he goes to the gravy vat, dips his bare-handed potato fist in there, and licks it all up. One napkin later and the visit was over.”

EXACTLY!

In this context, ‘toss’ means ‘throw’.

Nah, “tossing the wombat” is when someone claims to have pulled off some very unlikely maneuver, & you know they’re bullshitting you. The idiom comes from Australia - home of the wombat - where it’s common knowledge that it’s impossible for anyone but an Olympic-class weightlifter to literally toss a wombat.

It’s when you’re hit by a classic 60s car:

Please don’t ever rely on UrbanDictionary or ED for your sex-education needs. ;)