I’m Your Grandpa’s Old Box TV: Please Kill Me
I’ve seen the moon landing and twerking. It’s too much!
I’ve seen the moon landing and twerking. It’s too much!
We've also installed security protocols to prevent you from divulging sensitive personal issues at work parties.
Do not, under any circumstances, throw a bowling ball at Mrs. Heathridge.
Awful shows like "Who Wants to SEE a Millionaire?" and "DATE… MY… PODIATRIST!"
Do opinion writers share the same responsibility to obey the law as the rest of the world?
How about we all start acting like adults and take this seriously? Does your heart not beat for your nation (green)?
Split it? You’re suggesting that we split the pleasure? That’s a good one. I’m laughing.
I mean, your boyfriend just seems like one of those guys who would step out on you, know what I mean?
The truth is that we have something you want, and you probably don’t have much choice.
The show would have no believability if the characters didn’t constantly talk about “flexing” and “yeeting.”
Presidents are coming along nicely. I watched as a tiny Grover Cleveland push, push, pushed his way out of a synthetic eggshell.
My dead eyes do not say, “Someone help me! Management won’t let me retire!”