Don’t mention any of these 21 things, lest Van der Leun go on a “small shooting spree”. Here’s a small sampling to get you started: 1) Barbara Boxer shorts. No more soundbites out of this doughnut. Preaching to the Damned,…
Since Ikea’s Fartfull product page apparently no longer exists (suggesting that someone pointed out the inappropriateness of the name to someone Higher Up and Rapid Executive Decisions Were Made, possibly with Swedish Precision), I’ve helpfully archived a screenshot for posterity’s…
I swear by all that is sacred and holy that if I hear one more correspondent say “innoggurrul” instead of the correct “innogyural“, I’m going to come down there and whip someone into submission with a very attractive tote bag…
You know who I don’t think of when I think of whom to turn to for romantic advice? Brits. More particularly, Handy Andy, of the BBC’s Changing Rooms (better known in the States as its TLC incarnation, Trading Spaces). His…
For those looking for a pleasurable way to spend a lunch hour, I would heartily recommend against spending it under the “care” of a dental hygenist, unless you particularly enjoy having spiky metal implements shoved between your gums and teeth,…
I really wish they’d stop trying, but Philly fans gave yet another reason to hate them this morning. On my way in to work this morning, I flipped the radio to Y-100 to hear them plugging a contest they’re running…
…or is anyone else praying for a speaker or light to drop from the Georgia Dome’s ceiling, crushing Tony Siragusa in the process? I kid, of course. I don’t wish physical harm on the Fox Sports “broadcaster”. Honestly, though, he…
Four things conspired to make traveling via automobile an interesting affair this fine day: Excavation crews were digging up the sewer system under the street across from my house. Said crews fill their excavations with quick-drying asphalt each evening. I…
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45 degrees and raining. In January. This ain’t right.
