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It was a more innocent time.

Before Social Media

A special message from Hans Strudel, the Pillsbury Toaster Strudel Boy.

The new gold standard for evil.

Monday, March 11, 2013

Never take a golden sponge cake with creamy filling to a gunfight.

Reason #318 to never drink at TGIRubyapplechili’s

Ricky Martin Bjornsen develops Ambulophobia.

A special message to “that schmuck who quit his job so that he could focus on day trading, koorvahs and blow but just lost his ass on the stock market” from the gal who divorced him in 2007.

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Who Club! Episode 1: The Mystery of the Ghostly Ghost of Murdoch Manor

As the gang of young and plucky sleuths examined their latest clue in the secret chamber of the abandoned mansion on the hill, Ooby, their beloved microcephalic owl, tried to alert them to the approaching and very angry sword-wielding apparition by squawking out random nonsensical exclamations.

Never ask a theatre major for directions.

The perils of a second marriage, part 19.