Why the hell don't you people like these things?!?
- This is like those threads where everyone is all like "man, I totally remember Silverhawks that show was awesome!" or "Yeah dude I recall when Izod shirts were the pinnacle of fashion for dapper young men why don't we wear Izod anymore?" except that this thread is about obscure ketchup flavoured potato chips and Surge.
Kitchen tools and devices you couldn't cook without.
- "Having a dishwasher is great, but take my advice and don't ever call her that to her face."
Getting Drunk on the 4th of July
- Whoo, boy. You'd better down at least half that case of Natural Light before you start hittin the Sterno. Sterno's strong stuff.
Sandwich Artists, show me your craft!
- Porn made by putting things between two slices of bread.
RC Airplane with Multiple Rocket Launcher (weeeeeeee!) - Pretty soon every kid on the block will be clamoring for their own MQ-1 Predator.
CRITTERQUEST 2008: Backyard Metropolis - Taking pictures of spiders in your backyard and then talking about how scary they are really lives up to the Maryland motto of "Manly Deeds, Womanly Words".
Anagrammed move titles - Why can't we palindrome some movie titles for once?
The better half - Every half is awesome and these drawings rule.
Hows about you, me, and five uncomfortable minutes in my basement apartment next to the dusty Christmas tree that's still up from my last visit with my estranged children.
The Upper Kitchen Cabinet Where Your Roommate Keeps His Food: You’ll 'need the footstool' to reach your roommate’s 'fine selection' of 'stale cereal,' but he'll never notice if 'only a little is missing from each box.' Feel less guilty by reminding yourself that Jeff 'acts weird around your girlfriend,' and always 'asks about her.' What a 'creep.'
This ain't your daddy's globe...! .... or is it?!
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