NPR should lose funding everytime they simulcast garrison keillor on am and fm. Give us a freakin choice.
Yyyeahhhh (office space) is the opposite of heyyyyyyyy! (boisterous Mediterranean greeting)
“Suge” should really be pronounced to rhyme with Scrooge. If I were him I’d spell it Shūg.
things i don’t care about, chapter 112: gadgets encrusted with swarovki crystals
Sorry, Gap, pants should always be plural. You don’t see Staples talking about this year’s black and stainless safety scissor.
To-do lists are the lucy-holding-the-football of my life. Every time I write one I have to delete the old one I never looked at.
Time to get rid of the phrase “reads like stereo instructions.” They’re pretty self-explanatory nowadays.
Good band name: The Conrad Bain of my Existence.
You know who’s kind of like a trickster god? The noid.
Catalina: it’s like ketchup for your salad!