::: cough cough ::::

And then he could shit on the sidewalk without repercussions.

Can we make one for the adults, too? You know, without it being a fetish thing.

You witnessed the pornography of frosting application. All that dripping. The goo and the sweetness. By itself, a cinnamon roll is an obscenity. With the proper context, it scratches an unreachable itch.

“If nominated, I shall not run.” - Chunky Peanut Butter

Hot take.

If she did, it would be a delicious one, I’m certain.

And Anthony Michael Hall leaning against the car door.

Um, I actually know her? Or do you need further I.D.?

Dorie Greenspan is a goddamn baking national treasure. Complete badass who somehow retained the nicer qualities you hope to see in a human but rarely do.

One could argue that surviving a coked-up Leia lay was a far more dangerous stunt.

Have you ever met a happy carpenter?

I remember there was a featurette made in 1981 for “Raiders” on VHS (yes, I’m ancient) that explained how the dragging scene was done. They dug a shallow (not immediately visible) trough to ensure that the stuntman wouldn’t be crushed as he “rapelled” along the transmission. They adjusted the film speed to make it…

Oh, no. Tsukiji’s got to go, oh no, GODZILLA!

You didn’t make the video. My comments weren’t about you. But I’ll accept the fuck head. Because, you know, it’s fun to not give a shit when strangers insult you for no reason. Especially when you’ve lost two friends to suicide on that bridge. Life is complex.

Thirty five people died from that bridge collapse after a tanker hit it.

Gwen is quickly becoming the Dr. Pimple Popper of moldy foods.

“I’ve had the wine of my life.” - Wine Store Baby

The cinematography this season once again was amazing. Felt last night like I was watching “The Searchers,” where the desolate environment is a canvas as much as another character in the show.

She has all the hallmarks of a clean Betty White. Here’s hoping.