One of the most glorious joys of rooting for an AFC team is that I almost never have to listen to Joe Buck speak. It’s incredible.

I have never seen someone get so worked up over a leaf. Maybe my dog, but he’s not that bright.

As a lifelong Chargers fan, I think that we should just forfeit the rest of the season. Rivers has no offensive line, and now he has no one to throw to. Sounds like a recipe for death by sack.

Let it go.

I hope your monitor has anti-carrot screen protecting technology.

I know ;) I had it with my first as well, without the candypalooza. It was just such a bizarre craving.

You go Chrissy.

The errant apostrophe was one of the first things I noticed. I think my 6 year old understands possessives after a thorough explanation of the apostrophe the other day.

Someone woke up on the cranky side of the bed today.

If I ever get married, which is increasingly unlikely, it’s definitely going to be Little Shop of Horrors themed.

Settle down, it’s just kale.

Imagine how fun that wedding would be. Laughing gas as a wedding favor?

para tú.

The Anti-Kale Society salutes you.

If it needs to be sautéed in garlic or peanut butter or something else in order to be edible, it is not good. DOWN WITH KALE.

It is NOT tasty. Garlic and peanut butter are tasty. Kale is disgusting.

I have a serious kale vendetta.

Yes, I loved carrying this giant artichoke around all day.

Kale is an abomination. I don’t trust anyone who says they like kale. Putting it in a wedding bouquet is both stupidly trendy and a crime against humanity.