104. The Beatles, Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band

OSCAR. AWARD. WINNING. MAKEUP.

I was only mildly annoyed by the continued existence of glitter until I read that Reddit thread about the lady who got a single piece of glitter in her eye while doing crafts with her daughter and ended up losing it. Now I'm ready to march on Washington to end this scourge.

Then again, that's also the excuse I use when I'm late to work.

"AND I SAID MAAAYBBBEEEEE!!! You're gonna be the one that SAVES MEEEE!!!"

He's also declared his intentions to defend Trump-babe from any FOOLISH SAMURAI who would oppose him, babe.

My favorite Windows 10 story came from a guy who worked with an anti-poaching group in rural Africa that had to use a satellite connection with absurd charges per MEGABYTE used. One day Windows decided to sneakily download Windows 10 overnight, costing them tens of thousands of dollars.

*R. Kelly tugs nervously at his collar*

Actually it's going to be called Forthcoming Erarama, featuring a fish-out-of-water doofus delivery boy named Sau·té, his boisterous robot buddy Flexer, and his mostly unrequited love interest Leelo.

Every time you click on a mine, Google AdSense delivers an unskippable video ad.

I like the feature where it decides to update itself at 9AM, just as I sit down at my desk.

I ran Never10 on my system and never looked back. Good thing I did, since apparently the entire Windows 10 OS had been stealthily downloaded and was sitting on my hard drive, just waiting to metastasize.

Those monsters!

I've heard that there's some weird goings-on behind the scenes of Snopes in terms of who owns it and who controls what content goes on it. I didn't really look into it all that much, though.

I didn't know how to feel about this book until I read that excerpt Donnie Tweeted.

Last time I was in Nashville there was a guy playing "When the Saints Go Marching In" really badly on an out-of-tune trumpet over and over again outside of a Hard Rock cafe gift shop. The clerk there informed us through clenched teeth that he had been at it for several hours.

A football flies in from out of frame and strikes him in the groin.

Yeah, I was under the impression that the Unsullied got EVERYTHING taken off.

"Night King, all of Westeros is kill. All are zombies for army. What we do now?"

They're White Walkers, not White Joggers or White Sprinters. Give them a break!