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Also, need I remind you, I didn’t try to lasso the waiter with it---I did lasso the waiter with it.

You know what it looks like. It’s the same tank top I wear every time we get together to defeat an age-old evil or combat a monstrous hellion.

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Your child will no longer feel any pain. In their eyes, when this hits their eyes, we mean. We make no claims on any other pain.

Now you’re suspended on a wall of shard glass as rabid monkeys devour your intestines and Dave Matthews’ 2002 album “Busted Stuff” blasts on repeat.

Hundreds of generations of humans have been sustained on some sort of bread, the same food that I shovel into my mouth with abandon at Olive Garden.

My headache thundered with every step, but we'd duel for hours with our tin-foil-covered balsa wood swords.

These Mason jars today---all they do is hang around waiting for some kid to go on Pinterest and search “rustic chic wedding.”

It agitated its shimmery surface, and with a convulsive motion, sprang to life. “BEHOLD, I AM THE TYE-DIE FRAPPUCCINO,” it roared.

When Lisa got bored and snuck a peek at the cobwebs, Julie told everyone about Lisa’s crush on your dandruffy history teacher.

My life—the sophomore outing by parents William and Eloise Cunningham—begins confidently enough in suburban Nebraska.

1. Avoid the hospital. Doctors are for women, children, and Abercrombie & Fitch shoppers. You’re a man with capable hands and DIY spirit.