Kids these days just don't appreciate the classics.

Yes. An it's sponsored by McDowell's, home of the Big Mic.

I probably shouldn't admit this, but I was super psyched the day Mr. Belvedere seasons 1 & 2 came out on DVD. So disappointing that in order to do a Mr. Belvedere reunion, they'd need a British ouija board.

I'd say this applies to mental images as well.

It would really rock my world if Mr. L Jackson would do Saved by the Bell next. Please?

Probably much too soon, but I'm going to ask anyway. Weren't those Mantecore's exact words back in 2003?

Monsters! Why would they want to hurt a poor, defenseless little kitten?!

Tell it. And thank you for the reference.

It probably wasn't their intention, but the response of the "Christian" school administrators makes me think they've never actually read the Bible. There is a lot of material covered in it, but the parts about Jesus (aka Christ) should really stand out to them since they named their school after Him. As if they're…

Just wanted to say I get this. I 100% get this. In the grand scheme of thing annoying cutesy names for things isn't that important, but that doesn't stop me from cringing and wanting to yell, "no, just no!" when I hear them.

This lady needs to worry about the content of what her children see and let other parents do the same. If I had come home with a shirt my parents deemed inappropriate, they would have taken it away. They wouldn't have cared if the store that my friends and me shop at is lined with similarly inappropriate content. They…

Yes. Forever. I'll be so happy loving him.

Full House was hot shit to 9-year-old me, but I eventually drifted away from it in favor of super mature shows like Beverly Hills, 90210. By the time I was a senior in high school, I wasn't even watching 90210 any more and couldn't have told you if that or Full House were still on the air. Can't remember what I…

At least you didn't take matters into your own hands:

Unknowingly, I've been making a similar statement about Black Friday for years since I've always refused to shop on this day because I don't like crowds. Screw capitalism!!! And crowds. I feel like such a rebel.

The fellow who inserted the remote control into his rectum to scratch an itch ought to explore his legal options. The company that manufactured the remote control should be liable for damages due to the obviously faulty eject button. I saw the phone number of a lawyer who promised to "get you the money you deserve"…

Me neither and I used to be scared of it. But everyone knows yellow mustard is too chicken shit to come out from under there, so it's all good.

Leandro and Boquist, my ass. I know who they really are:

Thrust it! Thrust it!

I think we all know who's to blame for this: