Was it like when Bart and Millhouse get the a hit of the undiluted Squishy?

It may just be a recent thing that the mint flavor is super strong. I hadn’t had one until maybe 2-3 years ago. After a couple sips, it was too minty for me, so I spiked it with vodka.

Eh, you’d barely even be able to pin Dunk Manslaughter on him for that one.

Are there any industries left that we can categorize as “not mostly populated with dickbags and shitheads”?

Whenever the intelligence level of discourse falls, satire’s one of the first things that has to go.

We have an office garden, and I planted a bunch of rocambole last year. I’ve been waiting for the scapes to show, but I just have foliage at this point...

Elephant garlic isn’t actually garlic, btw. It’s closer to an onion.

I was in the market for a new car, and then circumstances arose, and I knew that my living situation was gonna change. Did some quick math, and realized it was gonna be like, one check going to rent, and the other going to the car and something like $200/month to putz around with.

It’s almost like the people don’t understand that you can’t just keep taking money from the people at the bottom and then also expect them to have money to buy your shit.

That’s the way it works in the US, too. If someone buys a winning ticket at your shop, you get a small kickback, so shops really love to play up their shop’s “luck”.

It’s not just the trypophobia, it’s the fact that it doesn’t cover the pineapples and brown on top of them, it just falls off.

It is also one of those things that fucks up the temperature. It’s mostly water, so it holds heat way longer. Cheese also doesn’t adhere to it well, so when pineapples fall off, they leave pineapple-chunk divots in the cheese, which is disconcerting.

Always traveling reel truthers.

What a good shot, man.

It’s much tougher in tennis, you don’t have the table to conceal your swing. Also, the guy in the picture’s kind of a chump, because he should see the left-to-right spin on that, based on Bobrow’s paddle follow-through. He doesn’t disguise that at all.

Ross Barkley is basically younger James Milner.

I’m pretty sure in some peoples’ minds, the last part of his season reads, “DNP - Bitches Be Trippin”.

Those are 4 terrible puns, and one ok one.

“And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward in full. ⁶ But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father,…

I mean, a lot of people are in denial when it comes to knowing whether or not they themselves are overweight, so it’s not surprising that they can’t make the same call for their pets.