And Brian Boitano can eat soooo many chicken wings.

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Ah, but what was the advice? If it was about how to use nerve agents on ethnic minorities, that may not really be something worth mentioning...

Definitely.

How bad a person does it make me that all I’m thinking about now is one of Saddam’s books illustrated by Dubya?

Perhaps THIS will convince you!

Well. Surely nobody saw this coming.

That response (“Don’t you have enough?”) is just mind bogglingly stupid. Not to mention it coming off as sexist and racist.

He told me to say, “Save your fifty bucks.”

My brother and I saw a documentary about him a few years back, at a film festival in Colorado, at which Mr. Randi was present. It inspired my brother to learn the art of bending spoons.

Lime and aspartame.

More like armed bears.

Operation Dumbo Drop’s spiritual prequel.

I would throw the farm at that honey bear. Meet my new shifter knob, friends!

For when your radiator’s second job is to be your whisky decanter...

Heard.

Saw this on opening night in a packed house with all of the family that was still living in the house at the time. We all got ready-eyes at the end, but my little sister was still bawling when we got outside. I gave her a consolation hug, and the sweater she was wearing was absolutely drenched with tears.

Very nice! If you use a reposado or añejo tequila, you could probably do without the simple syrup. Sometimes, a splash of orange juice is nice, too. As is mezcal in place of the tequila, in which case you would want to muddle in an orange wedge or two. Rim the glass with tajín...

Arrack and tonic, with lots of lime and fresh mint. Not dark liquor and, now that we’re headed towards cooler weather, maybe too refreshing. But seriously delicious.

Please continue.