I went to a Lou Reed book signing and... let’s just say you may have him too low at #2.

Or make a crumpled aluminum foil support ring for each pepper.

Ellenbogen? He’s not even a head/spine expert! He’s an elbow doctor!

Another entry in the pro-working-from-home side of the ledger.

Did someone mistranslate “guru” into American English? There’s not supposed to be a space in “therapist”.

#11 looks like someone’s flying it with a remote control.

Anecdotal supporting evidence: My lazy-ass nextdoor neighbor said that he likes “what both those guys are saying” because he’s tired of having to apologize for being a straight 50-year-old white dude.

As you say, Dahl had just been fired by his previous station because it suddenly went from rock to disco. It was much less anti-gay than it was anti-getting-fired, at least for him.

I fear it’s “Kasex.”

Kinda gross to realize that in most relationships, I’m probably the Kasich.

There’s always the neck’s shame!

I haven’t gotten it yet, but then I’ve never gone brothel-hopping in Thailand either.

Or electoral votes.

At least the baseboard matches the crown molding, if you know what I’m saying.

Hot, red garbage in HUGE portions.

Alternate caption: Nick Tortelli punched in stomach by ghost

UPDATE: McClendon Faces Indictment Head-On

I gave this a “star”, but we all know it’s really just a baby angel fetus.

Biology professor: “The wide diversity of similar species on the Galapagos islands can be explained by evolutiona—” <metallic clicks from around the lecture hall> “— by, uh, Jesus, of course!” <hammers are quietly lowered and rounds unchambered>

Pending an improbable exoneration from the internal peer review, everything [Arnold] had worked for is now gone, likely never to be recovered, ever again. Recovery, if there is any, appears to be something deserved only by the Twitter critics of a freelancer whose future writing career will apparently be, like the way…