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Bite your tongue, or I'll sic Gloop and Gleep, the formless fearless wonders from the Herculoids on you.

Actually, both the Flintstones & the Jetsons started in prime time, a few years before the Hanna-Barbera action block on Saturdays.

Dude, you're just too young. I watched Birdman before he had a law degree, Space Ghost before he had a talk show, and Sea Lab when it was only 2020. Once upon a time, Saturday mornings were fire.

🍻🎂🍻 (Sorry I'm late, but on time would be out of character.)

It already hit mine. Twenty-four years ago, my then-eleven year old came home from school with the news that they'd been on lockdown. A seventh grader brought a handgun, ammo, and a kill list to school. Fortunately, he told a friend, who told a teacher, and they were able to get his knapsack (where he'd put everything) away from him without incident. This was twenty-four years ago. So much has changed. Why is this still the same?

OMG!!!! IT'S BACK ON YOUTUBE!! NOW WE CAN FIND OUT IF THERE'S BEER ON THE SUN! ROWSDOWERMOBILE AWAY!!!!

It's violet.

🎁🎉🎂🎉🎁

Did he get banned again?

Dexter and DeeDee are my grandkids; when they were little, it was a pretty accurate description. I don't use their real names because they're not my kids; in fact, I don't think I've ever identified my kids by name.

Huh. So everybody who was in Dexter's third grade class is now an assassin.

Denying treatment and/or medication out of concern for the shareholders and the bottom line is a bit more than a slight.

Yeah, I saw it on PBS when I was in nursing school, which was the only place to catch British programming back in the day.

I doubt it - the TV show is from the early 80s. If memory serves me, the special effects were about on a par with classic Dr Who.

When my granddaughter started high school.

The Mummy and The Mummy Returns

And a radio show and a tv show...

Fourth, I think, but I've been wrong before & I'll be wrong again.

There is no headache like a caffeine withdrawal headache. It may not be the worst kind of headache, but it's special in its own way.

I have never prayed so hard to the gods of infertility as I do now.

I vacillate between 🤮, 🤦, and 😱 as a reaction.

Dexter is cooking: meatloaf, mac & cheese, peas, and apple crisp. He's not Gordon Ramsay yet, but there's still time.

I tend to doubt that your pension could be described as a hemorrhage...even calling it a paper cut is probably a bit extreme.

Well, it's been a few days, and - Never mind.