I posted a picture of myself at age 17 on Reddit. You have to read the comments.
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Why isn't Voldemort in Forrest Gump?
Getting laid off has allowed me to make a surprising amount of YouTube content.
I'd like to think I'm Frog, but deep down I know I'm Toad.
Hold on to your hats, everybody, because this guy Cash may not have been the huge dweeb we all previously thought.
Glad I kept my dead salmon. I knew it would come back into style eventually.
Since he was French, I think it would be funny if his best friend was named Paul too. Because his last name sounds like French for "also."
Chatham Tap, Indianapolis, Indiana
I love September.
Remember when you guys had a newspaper?
Lurch from Wednesday looks like Jimmy Carr if he hadn't slept for a week.
What's even more absurd is that Threads is #2.
What's not to love? Sand in every crevice, dehydration you can't seem to quench, burning skin, weird fishy smells, and plenty of overpriced melting ice cream and greasy fries and fried fish and burgers to make your stomach feel like there's a rock in it! Paradise!
Tell me this dog isn't somebody's dad.
Tell me this dog isn't somebody's dad.
If a famous baby hippo like Mars or Moo Deng grows up and has a baby of their own, will the new baby be a nepo hippo?
It cost me $3.50 to see a matinee of Jurassic Park when it came out in 1993. This was not a discount second run theater. The evening shows probably cost $5-7 at most.
Pink Baloney Club
I was not expecting the last chapter of The House at Pooh Corner to make me cry, but I just finished reading it to my 7 year old, and it was hard to finish.
Yesterday's Connections was impenetrable, and today's was so easy. They should have mixed them up.
MID-SUMMER
An all-time great has died.
I remember. One of the early talkies.
A young cucumber in my garden looks like one of those pickle Christmas ornaments.
Oh, my, this trailer for the #JeffBuckley documentary has got me with a lump in my throat...
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I absolutely loathe the sound of an acoustic guitar with a pickup in it. I'd rather not hear the guitar at all than hear that tinny nonsense. Either mic it or just go electric.
You don't need a subscription.
Take my wife, for example.
Moms call that "room to grow."
Former Fort Wayne mayor Harry Baals
