I was actually going to scream out “Wahoo!” in falsetto, but I suppose nice will do.

I was actually going to scream out “Wahoo!” in falsetto, but I suppose nice will do.

True story: A friend of mine was about 5 or 6 when he went to visit a mall Santa (so about 35ish years ago). He sat down on Santa’s lap. Santa smiled and said, “Ho ho ho! What would you like for Christmas, little boy?”

No, what you do is tell them to volunteer to clean the COVID-19 warn of their local hospital. They don’t need any PPE since it’s a hoax and they won’t catch anything.

So let's go to the moon and frolic in a field with creepy children. But hey, at least they're wearing masks! 

Nah, it was a Dell workstation, the CD-ROM was mounted vertically! The circle cut in the CD tray was the right size for girth, but woe be to you if you ever hit the close button!

Do you not know the circumference of a CD?

This is Post of the Goddamn Year. Well done on every front! From resear h, to interview, to conveying the full emotional story, this is some damn fine work. Puff that chest, Ash. You earned it! 

Naw, I’ve been mashing genitalia in computer peripherals since the early 90s, man! Erm, yeah...

Did that with a CD-ROM drive. Thank God it was only dual speed. 

See, the only Thanksgiving dinner substitute was a waffle made out of stuffing, filled with turkey, mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce, smothered in gravy. That was at a local fair a few years back, and was as epically delicious as you imagine it to be. What you describe is a crime against nature.

And he was still gunned down for being black at the wrong place and the wrong time, even though he was doing the right thing.

And all the ladies see a pretty fly on a white guy.

English subtitles are there now!

Wait, you can CONSUME in the shower? Since when?!

Meghan, I don’t know if you read all the comments (I’m also in your Facebook group) but you have become one of my favourite individuals. You are able to precisely put into words and articles every idea, thought, fear, anxiety and exasperation we parents are all feeling. I have two kids, 10 and 8. One is gifted, one is…

Good lord, really? Im trying to see if my eyes could roll any further back in my head after reading this... Nope, they can’t!

Working that logic a little further, if I'm doing anything with roasted eggplant, I cook it whole in the oven, then wrap it tightly in plastic wrap. The heat kind of adheres the wrap to the skin. But that's okay, we don't want the skin for our Baba. After the eggplant cools a bit, I cut off the top and squeeze it like…

Those are “quotation marks.” These are ‘apostrophes.’ 😜

As long as people understand how apostrophes work, I can start to deal with this

It's "So long, big Bowser!" can we move on now?