It appears her corpus callosum is in fine working order.

Until about the 1:45 mark, I was thinking about making a “needs more cowbell” joke.

Now I won’t know which way to turn.

What a peach.

The accompanist is pissed that she can't play any faster to get this guy off the mic.

Hey, guys? Don’t forget about me, OK?

Ugh. This sucks. Here's to the Rams running every down.

If all it takes to start at QB for the Vikings is walking around the locker room and going out to eat, I think it's pretty clear why the team has yet to win a Super Bowl.

You have ordered... wisely.

Popovich is trolling at an all-time level.

This made me so happy.

Ask Bob Ryan. He'd be able to tell you. Sheesh, he knows so much about the NBA he'd probably be able to tell you how many career points this guy scored, give or take 5%.

I’m no fan of snakes myself, but I still have nightmares from what he did to the Viper.

Locusts. Those are definitely locusts.

Si! Si! Very intrigue!

Easy fix - just unplug the truck, wait 15 seconds, and then plug it back in.

Here’s to the next Flip’s Friday Funkadelic! May it be soon.

In the mid-90s, I was in high school in a small Midwestern town. I worked at a bank. Parts of the building were original back to the early 1900s. One Friday night, I was the only person working, taking care of backing up the bank’s computer records.

I got my NES, complete with the Super Mario/Duck Hunt combo, for Christmas in 1988. My parents would never have spent that kind of money on me, so I had to pay for half of it. My folks were cool enough to let me pay it off over a decent amount of time, and thus simultaneously began my relationships with both video…

I always knew Belding was a bear.