Has Vince McMahon ever done anything—in act or in actuality—where he didn’t come off as a monstrous prick?

Also appreciate t hat AEW was willing to respect that, as opposed to what WWE would have done, which likely would have been to hire little people to dress up like PAC and get figuratively/literally squashed by Brock Lesnar while Vince made out with a stripper wearing a sash that says “Michelle Runnels.”

That is fucking adorable, and thank the saints you chose the path of light instead of the path of darkness!

Depends on the state!

And yet the “DO IT BECAUSE MORALS” people don’t seem to see that. If—after everything we’ve seen that caused us to cast hyperbolic predictions about pending doom/embracing a meteor strike over the past 2.5 years—the Democratic/left-leaning/leftist contingent of the country need an impeachment hearing to “motivate”…

Our propensity for stuffing one food into another food, where it may or may not belong, is about literally the only thing we have going for us these days.

SUPREMELY underrated comment.

I don’t understand anything you just said, and I’m so happy pop culture is finally moving on to another thing that I probably won’t get.

You know how sometimes you play Risk

This is stupid and ultimately useless and I love it so much. Now I know how my girlfriend feels.

Man, one of those things is really not like the other.

So complicated! Please simplify for a dummy like me.

Yeah, and one would think peanut + peanut butter would be overkill, and they’d be a moron who probably shouldn’t be asked to make any tough decisions in life, especially not any decisions that impact other people.

Peanuts, peanut butter, caramel, and pretzels. (The 5th ingredient being the chocolate.)

I believe I’ve seen a t-shirt to that effect. Among a voting bloc for whom “No fat chicks” is not meant as humor, but as a policy statement.

This was pretty much what I got out of that initial comment. Quite frankly, in this administration, not being a complete and unequivocal embarrassment is the only bar for being “good at your job,” not actually being good at the job responsibilities.

It was the bumblebee jerseys for me, back when I first had an outlet to watch international soccer. 

“I don’t know who you are. I don’t know what you want. If you are selling vegetables, I can tell you I don’t have money, but what I do have are a very particular set of tastes. Tastes I have acquired over a life of very low impulse control. Tastes that make me a nightmare for my own pancreas.”

Thanks for sharing. I had signed up for a subscription box called Try the World, after a friend recommended it on the strength of some excellent pistachio spread from Italy. Imagine my disappointment when ~65% of the items I’ve received to date came from America, including one jar of bacon jam that was literally…

Kids, kids, you’re both right!