She liked other bacon, but Wendy’s was the only one she’d get aggressive over.

My cat did that with Wendys bacon specifically. She would try and pull it out of our mouths. She loved it so much that we’d stop after vet visits to get her a side of bacon.

They were pretty happy to volunteer the info. He still gave me the duplicate!

They absolutely are. Everything I got from my family this past Christmas was slop from the TikTok shop. They just clicked the first ad they saw and bought whatever. I even got two of the same item because my brother didn’t realize he clicked two ads for the same thing. I’ve been calling it Dropshipmas.

Which one? There are many.

Right? It seems like they usually show up when there are naked children around.

Father Ted is also incredible and highly underrated.

CES 2026: Meet a handful of excrement!

I’m going to kick you in the b-a-l-l-s.

AI characters do nothing but spew meaningless platitudes and generic advice dressed up as a personality. That’s like considering the horoscope section on a random website to be your sister.

I think that’s a reference to the Unabomber.

In chalk! If you don’t like it, grab a hose or kick the sidewalk for a couple minutes. Fucking fascist snow flakes.

…or, ya know. Stop throwing brown and trans people into your corporate slavery prisons. Either way!

‘Fuck them kids’ is probably the plan. That global elite pedo ring is definitely recruiting at Guantanamo.

This lines up with what I’ve been shouting into the void whenever I read a news article. “Where are the fucking adults?!”

I was happy for him for a minute there. Then I realized my dyslexic mistake.

If I was surrounded by violent sexual predators like that, my fight, flight, or freeze would be activated, too.

My wife and I point it out like a drinking game when they show random close-ups of the brand badge on ovens. It’s kind of like they’re cutting to the oven for a reaction shot. They do it at least once a segment on every competition show I’ve watched.

Season 40 is where it really starts to come into its own.

We can’t even stop ourselves.