Lucky us!

"Duck for the oyster, duck, duck, duck! Dive for the clam, dive, dive, dive!" is seared into my brain. Didn't help that the dad of one of the kids was a professional square dance caller.

Well, astronomical time varies, so if you want your popcorn nuked for *exactly* 2.25 minutes it has to know what the date is. :)

We had one of those. I was so glad when it finally died and we could get one that didn't care what time it was.

Maybe it's part of a Taco Bell job application.

I keep imagining something like this for gourds.

As long as he's the only one...

Infinite Scalzis.

Okay, so what's the number of fares that will make up the $150 million?