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Allright, allright, allright is a shitty line in bargaining

Toaster oven works just as well. 2 or 3 minutes and it tastes just like out of the box — crisps the crust nicely while melting the cheese.

Standing next to a landslide to capture the video on your phone is the French version of taking Bison photos.

The segments yesterday with the R Kelly book author, Jim DeRogatis, were also excellent.

You get the show!

Public distrust in government remains at historic lows. Just 17 percent of the American people “trust the government in Washington all or most of the time.”

The 3rd Book of The 3 Body Problem was...problematic.   Don't make Yost read that

No, onions are NOT spicy.   But it’s really funny for a native Minnesotan, where heinz ketchup is considered spicy, to throw shade at Nebraska.

Maybe this is what happens when you illegally use your phone’s data connection in flight.

The real conspiracy is who the hell keeps paying Sandler to make shows in which he does a derpy voice as the central punchline.

Speaking of dip shits...

and please remember to pass through slowly because every small town strictly enforces their speed limits so that they can bilk out-of-town motorists for all their worth.

Regarding #2 on your list, if you ever go white-water rafting in the New River in WV, it is soooo worth it to find The Mystery Hole.   Actual name and not a euphemism.

Lowry pretty much disappeared from the score sheet for the last 7 or 8 minutes of the game, didn’t he? 1 layup and maybe a jumper in that span?

Bikers vs Joggers — a few years back, our family of four stayed just outside NYC for a long weekend. We walked across the Brooklyn Bridge and dealt with both bikers and joggers, with the addition that these were all NY’ers, which makes them 150% more asshole-ish than any other version of that person. The highlight of

That was a very abbreviated list of PA towns.

Only a casual hockey fan, but I love the clear Ping! of a shot to the post.

But only the parts he told you to remember.   Think of the horrors that were erased...or better yet, don’t.

My first dog lived to 17, and while I told him every day -- multiple times a day -- that he was the best dog, he let out the nastiest old dog farts at night that woke him up every time.   He would sniff his own foul gas, shift a new position, and go back to sleep.

Stiff arm?