Like the family Desgoffe und Taxis. Only different.

"Or..."

Yes! She, Corey Flintoff, and Bob Edwards are my favorite voices to impersonate.

In my head I do a pretty good Rysdaal, but it's probably not as good as I think. For fun, listen to the way he introduces a segment, then listen to Jerry Seinfeld. They have a similar way of going high-low with their inflection.

I have gotten to the point where all a correspondent has to say is "For National...", and I can join in for "...Public Radio, I'm [insert name here]", while giving a decent impersonation of the correspondent in question.

(pauses to gather courage) Hi, my name is sammy baby. Me and the missus do this as well.

To be fair to the guy who said it - he said it specifically because it was ridiculous, so he was very much in on the joke.

I know, it's bizarre, but I've heard people say things like that too. A friend of mine from high school distilled this down to the purest form I've ever heard when he said to a male friend of ours, "You kissed a girl? That's so gay." Still an in-joke among us to this day.

Your timing is perfect for me. My current beard length is at a personal record for me, and "comb and condition" only gets you so far. Thanks!

Yeah - that guy must be carrying the lightest shield ever made.

WHAT SORCERY IS THIS?

So did I, God dammit SO DID I.

Aw. You're just like my wife.

What MJBuddy said. I'll add, however, that in a very general sense, men have a tendency to lose fat around the midsection last, as opposed to women, who tend to lose fat around the thighs last. So for a sample of men, recording waist measurements is just a way of keeping things more or less consistent across the…

I swear when I first looked at this I thought it was someone about to put on a chinface.

Thanks buddy - other than a chill when I think about it, I'm happy to say that everyone involved is healthy and happy these days, including the little 'un.

Thanks - she's now ten years old and doing great. (As is her mom - our situation was severe pre-eclampsia and HELLP syndrome, not premature labor.)

(Warning: about to turn into a Francis who desperately needs to lighten up.)

I don't play games to fritter away my time.

She then asked me what he's ordered and I replied, "Four pints of Two-Hearted, a plate of cheese fries, and pasta. Why?"