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Yeah, I hear that! There are some bands whose music I really enjoy, like Spoon, and I can’t name a single member in the group. I don’t want to know anything about them–the music is enough on its own.
I was going to make fun of Community for being below Work It then I saw Fringe below both of them so fuck those ratings! They don’t mean anything!
I thought I wanted to read that Bill Murray interview until I actually read it. When am I going to learn that the more I know about people, the less I like them?
Why would I buy stamps when the USPS is on the verge of collapse?
Needs more auto-tune.
Can’t a guy who gets stung by a jelly fish pee on himself? As opposed to Monica, who couldn’t pee on her own foot easily. Am I over-thinking this?
You just secured the number one spot on my list of monsters that I suspect are actually robots.
Why WOULDN’T Andy Samburg leave SNL? He has a movie coming out with Adam Sandler that, based on the billboard alone, is certain to be a huge hit. It’s gonna be bigger than Jack and Jill, I heard.
Who WOULDN’T want to watch the entire Graham Norton audience sing the Fresh Prince theme song? Trick question, of course. That is something we all want and need to see.
I just read that 1/3 of divorces filings in 2011 contained the word Facebook. I guess it’s the virtual equivalent of lipstick on the collar.
I’m just glad he was able to find another use for the mustache from his Hitler costume.
I did because I read a cool interview with him recently (was it in an Afternoon Links maybe?). So I wish I’d never clicked that goop link; but I should have known better, I guess.
If you started this day liking or having any respect for Max Greenfield, don’t read that goop shit. Even Schmidt would find it pretentious.
Do you think Nic Cage ever gets super drunk and tries to convince Kelly Preston to sleep with him by pretending he’s really her husband in a Nic Cage mask?
My dream guy would be like Marshall Eriksen, making a bar graph of his favorite pies and a pie chart of his favorite bars. But I’m not that picky. My only requirement right now is that he be single, and I suspect these guys you’re describing probably are…
That’s me every night watching Jeopardy!.
Your standards are so much higher than mine; I recently decided that having a pulse is no longer a requirement for potential boyfriends. A guy making me a PowerPoint presentation would be like a fairy tale ending.
If I were married to John Travolta, which I never will be nor do I want to be, but if I WERE, the only gift I would want for Mother’s Day is all four seasons of Welcome Back, Kotter on Blu-Ray.
I like where you’re going with this, but hear me out. What if you changed “it’s a smash” to “it’s a slam dunk!” and used that photo of the person aggressively dunking the donut into her coffee (the one that had Gabe all up in arms last month)? Would that work?
People keep trying to teach me how to open a beer with a lighter, but I already have a foolproof way to get my beers open: I hand them to a guy and say “Open, please.”
My great regret in life is that MAGNUM, P.I. gave the speech the year before I graduated, and my class got some Republican senator who used to play baseball for the Tigers.
Please. Like a human mind could control a robot arm. More like the robot arm was controlling her mind.
I feel like maybe I just fell in love with you a bit after reading that.
I thought I would never see anything better than a cat riding a horse; then came the puppies on a skateboard and I KNEW I would never see anything better; and just at that moment came pandas on a slide. So today is a great day.
I really enjoyed this Chris even though at first I thought it was an acrostic poem and I definitely spent too much time trying to figure out what IPPTWWAEW could mean but nonetheless thank you for this.