Joy! 🏳️‍⚧️

As a Winnipeg Jets fan, I concur.

U.S. men's hockey with Curt-Schilling-in-Boston levels of good will squandering. A 25-mile lead in the good will marathon and they tripped on their dicks right at the finish line.

If we want to come together as a nation, I think we first all agree that that clearly AI-produced Intuit TurboTax jingle is a fucking abortion and we go from there.

Who’s the biggest pop group in China?Because Apple Music could do the funniest thing next year.

This is what masculinity looks like.

They are saying Kid Rock handed his Grammy to lil’ Kyle Rittenhouse during the halftime show.

(Not true. Kid Rock has never won a Grammy).

Like, within 5 steps. Out.

Me dancing behind Bad Bunny, every step off beat, almost immediately throwing out my back

If you don’t find this halftime show bangin’, learn how to fuck.

There. Gaga. Happy now, whites?

Ok aside from the fact that this banger of a halftime show is going to give the right wing a collective heart attack, which is fucking awesome, how about the technical wizardry that went into that one camera take through the hedge maze

Wait, is no Adrien Brody an option?

MGK is the answer to the question “what if white?”

I’m just gonna play it safe and assume all ads are AI.

Damn Billie Joe Armstrong is looking like is Pacey from Dawson’s Creek started a band.

Everyone needs to realize that what you and I think of when we hear the word "yogurt" probably means something much different to a guy who cut off a whales head with a chainsaw and buried a dead bear in Central Park

Please, let Today Be The Day.

If Triple H were a figure skater, he’d be the Quad God in a different way.

Super Bowl Sunday sounds like a perfect day for It To Happen.

Today is Super Bowl Sunday, and I work for the nation’s second-largest internet and TV provider. Send good vibes, please.

AI closed captioning trying to speak Italian is going GREAT.

I’m starting to think some men have a distorted idea of what goes on in women’s bathrooms.

Excite!

TDS is a nice distraction that I watch in the morning before work. I hope this is a one-and-done.

Take it easy, fuckaroos. Ron Johnson is still a piece of string cheese that got lost in a Jos. A. Bank.

Nah. Those movies have whimsy to them. They’re fun. There’s nothing fun about this.

Well this hits me right in the facegut.