Gosh, that Theodore Bundy certainly is a fine young cannibal, Ward!

My friend has never seen the Howard the Duck movie. Are they duck boobs or do they perhaps belong to the mom from Back to the Future? Just asking for my friend, of course.

Oh, Pit Pat!

Daytrotter has got a good reason for taking the easy way out.

And the opposite of MC Skat Kat's way of life.

Do you pronounce your name with an Umpty? If so, please let me introduce myself.

You should hear how lush the smugness and condescension sounds when you're showing off your comedy vinyl selection to all your friends!

Pooping is a fun, wholesome activity 24/7. Much like eating at Denny's or IHOP. Which incidentally will lead to more pooping.

That was Kierkegaard. Or Dick Van Patten.

And because they're in New York City and not Bellevue, Washington.

They've been there so long at this point that it's kinda comforting to check on them each time I visit that store.

That would be an Odd Couple.

There's a thrift store in my city that has had approximately two dozen still-wrapped longbox copies of Trixter's self-titled album sitting on their CD shelves for at least three years now. Hell, they've probably been there since 1991 or 1992, for all I know.

I once got busy in a Burger King bathroom.

Our local Kmart in the late 90s did an even more despicable thing—instead of a McDonald's, they replaced the Kmart diner with a Little Caesar's Pizza inside the store.

Just get Steve Wiebe to wipe your ass for you.

Kinja

Quick! Bring in Bryan Fuller!

Finished The Legend of Zelda: A Link Between Worlds last night. Loved the game as a whole. The combat was too easy, even for Zelda, but the puzzle solving was a blast. The wall walking mechanic was a fun addition and perfect for the handheld console. I liked the ending, especially the surprise appearance/reveal of…

Oh what a feeling, pooping on the ceiling.