Well, HAPPY FRIDAY TO YOU TOO.

And throwing the horns.

God damn, I remember NYE 1999.

Perhaps a simple sobriety test would suffice?

Actually, the creepiest part about it is a guy strapping a VR headset to you without telling you what he’s about to show you. “Surprise, it’s sex!”

Yeesh. That was a creepy, creepy flick.

My mom, brother, and SIL are teachers. My MIL is a retired teacher, and my other SIL is a college professor, and her husband is a teacher, and y’all are selling yourselves a little short.

“Juggalos confuse me, I must punch them?”

Honestly, I would play the shit out of that.

Not only that, but the amount of power generated by each passing car is probably not enough to drive the giant display they’re using to troll the drivers, let alone charge the stupid car.

I see what you’re saying, but that is just an objectively terrible idea. The absolute best thing you can hope for in that situation is that you hit the lottery in an early year, and in that case maybe you figure out that you hit the lottery two years later. Or then again, maybe your winning lottery number is ruined…

Hinkie went with his strengths, away from his weaknesses. Don’t we all?

Now we need a filked version of “Springtime for Hitler” about the Sixers.

2012-2013: 34-48

Yeah, but it takes a weekend to watch them if you wait until they’re all released. So you wait until the season finale is about to air, rotate HBO into your lineup, watch binge watch them, and then rotate it back out again.

Burninating! Nobody likes a burninated mouth hole.

STAHP

Coincidentally, that is the name of my 1992 alt punk band.

Hee.