I am surprisingly not mad about this list and its order. Nice work! Too bad it had to be in a fucked up slideshow.

Pretty sure the reason he was is because music is inherently different than other forms of performance art, most specifically comedy. When I hear literally anything from Thriller, it takes me back to 1983 and a whole bunch of warm, awesome memories associated with it come flooding back, imagery that has fuck all to do…

On of my college friends pulled the drop-the-car-into-reverse-while-driving-forward (she was going close to 40 MPH) and left parts of her transmission in the street and ruined her car. At least she didn’t get hurt?

Also great for getting rid of resin! Or so I’ve heard. 

“$9 billion in customer funds that it simply cannot locate”

I can totally imagine that, even if his penis was hanging out of his pants and inserted into a bowl of banana pudding. Maybe especially if that last part happened. 

Both you and wilyquixote are 100% right- I don’t know a single person who liked any of the Rocky movies who is down on Rocky III. Is it the height of cinema? Nope. Was it really fucking fun, memorable, and a cultural touchstone of us fools ages 12-16 when it came out? Damn right. If a movie’s purpose is to entertain…

At first I was mad but, yeah... we are. Maybe your people are slimmer because you have to be ready to run away from all of your deadly local fauna. 

I would call you a liar, but I have a friend who probably weights 120 lbs soaking wet and she only poops once a week- and says that her doctor says that is not abnormal. If that’s possible, anything is possible.

Oh I’m not miserable after I eat White Castle- but everyone else is. And I don’t care who you are or how good your digestive system is, you will wreck a bathroom post slider binge. 

White Castles are fine sober. The key is... don’t overdo it. You absolutely can house like a million of the fuckers, but the diabolical consequence is that they metastasize in your stomach and the bread and grease and “meat” turn into something that makes you a person that no one wants to be around for 12-24 hours,…

But the life choice to end that pregnancy is totally fine to put the kibosh on.

OMG that suggestion reeks of “I’ll trade you two quarters for one dollar!” On its face it is hilarious. Like trading the state of New York for Ohio. And I live in Ohio! 

I kinda feel the same way? Goofy as hell to say, but my God there so much more to be mad about than this. On a ten scale it isn’t even a two. In a world where MTG exists and says words, this is nothing.

As someone who paid $70 for games in 1992, I am 100% unsurprised that we’re meeting this threshold at this time given the relative stability games have had in price for nearly 30 years. No, I’m not crazy happy to be paying more for something that often used to cost less, but I can’t say that it’s unreasonable- and if…

No kidding!! I fucking LOVE Pikmin and am as stoked for it as I am for literally anything else. 

See I’m a sucker- I don’t give a shit about the nasty candy bar, I just want to reward the kid for schlepping door to door. I’m the guy who buys the garbage. Perhaps I have more kids in my neighborhood than you but at least 6-7 times a year I get neighborhood Girl and Cub Scouts coming to my door pitching me on their…

The other part of this is that if I want to watch, say, Carnival Row on (whatever the fuck is streaming Carnival Row right now) I don’t have to be a subscriber during the show’s run- I can just wait until they all drop and binge them in far less than a month. This is what I do with all of my lesser subscription…

I wonder how much that has to do with his ability more than my perception of him as a Good Guy. All I can think about when I see him is how cool it would be to be his friend and play video games together. Like you, just not sure he’s believable as a bastard. But I’d still watch it. 

I dunno... there’s value in supporting kids who are industrious enough to walk door to door selling shit? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ I was that kid a billion years ago, selling “World’s Finest Chocolate” for the Cub Scouts, and it suuuucked. My spoiled brat children depending upon me to bring their Girl Scout cookie sign ups to work…