I was trying to figure out how Orange Julius fit into all this.
Not my dog. My dog is lazy as fuck.
You ever read Thidwick the Big Hearted Moose, by Dr. Seuss? It kind of reads like Ayn Rand for babies.


“I need you to prove that you’re bi.”
[produces ticket stub]
“Fuck, that’s good proof.”
Edit:

How about the fact that home insurance doesn’t cover preventative care. We had a branch fall on our roof and the insurance had to pay out to get that part of the roof fixed. I pointed out that there’s another dead branch up there that I’m a little concerned about hitting the roof, and maybe they would prefer to pay a few hundred to get a guy up there to remove the branch than a few thousand to get the roof repaired the next time, and the insurance company said absolutely not.
¯\_(ツ)_/¯
Also the best Superbowl halftime show of all time.


Never forget:



I saw both of these products in the same grocery store on the same day.

Ctrl+F “Print”
The print button is almost always right next to the actual recipe


Ship’s Biscuit, from Beef Stew for 2500,by Rudy Shappee



Hey, I got left out of things kids my age were talking about the old-fashioned way, by being a gigantic fucking dork, and it was free, goddammit!
The Dreamcast controller is ugly as sin but surprisingly comfortable to hold. It must have the widest delta between looks and ergonomics of any controller.


That’s a fair point. I forgot that some infinites are larger than other infinites.
SMB2 is the best Mario game on the NES.
This is like people who prefer Star Trek IV over II or VI, and I respect the off-kilter energy.
Very NSFW:
Oglaf: Column