That reminds me how ESPN recently noted the 30th anniversary of Bo Jackson running over Brian Bosworth like he wasn’t even there. It was pretty sweet.

My cousin’s husband has the names and birthdates of all five of their kids tattooed on his bicep. I thought it was a touchingly manly gesture of his love for his kids, but maybe he just wanted to be ready for a pop quiz like this.

Well it’s only fair for Sheriff Keller to keep his body in good shape, once we got a peek at what Mayor McCoy had under her robe. Daaaamn, Robin Givens!

“I’ll miss you too, you sexy skyscraper.”

I was a nerd who got LASIK! Though I didn’t need a Mrs. Hernandez to tell me. Of course, if I looked as good in glasses as Myra does, I might have kept them.

And of course the boys hate the girly aspects of the game, until their natural competitiveness takes over and they’re trying to get monopolies on the glitter dust or fairy gumdrops or whatever they were called, it didn’t matter anymore.

This was an early Drew Carey standup bit. What’s the Pope afraid of? What’s the worst that can happen, he gets shot, and goes to Heaven? Man, if the Pope scared of dying, what chance do the rest of us have?

I actually read a couple of Richard Castle’s Nikki Heat novels (with Nathan Fillion’s charming visage smiling out of the inside back cover). They weren’t especially memorable, but as mystery novels go, they were good, quick reads that were engrossing enough.

They do make a great couple, limb-wise. Hector with his naturally silky arms, Heather with her ridiculously long legs.

“How on Earth can the people who bullied Jughead give Dilton Doiley a free pass?”

“I’m a white 10. I can get approved for any loan.”

Oh, just got it.

Hell, a black woman is currently being excoriated for comforting the family of a slain soldier that she knew for a long time.

The word he’s looking for is “sassy”. He better pray he don’t find it.

To me, Christopher McDonald is the voice of Hego from Kim Possible.

I flashed back to Night Court, in one of the episodes where they had to finish an ungodly amount of cases by midnight. They were almost there, when a guy with a similar disease (talking only, not movement) insisted on testifying. “I’ll ......... be ....................... brief.”

As great as it is, I’m not surprised that Bojack Horseman didn’t make the list. At some point you’d have to take a break before you get too depressed. “That’s too much, man!”, indeed.

“I’d been busy rushing the QB when my defender pulled the ball out of the air, and I had no impact whatsoever on the actual play.”

After seeing this, I gotta say, I would love to get sexually harassed by Tina Fey engage in consensual roleplay where I am an employee, and Tina Fey is my powerful boss.

You can’t be racist against panthers! They aren’t a race, they’re a species! (based on actual arguments made here by Breitbartian trolls, pre-Kinja).