Live-ignoring the State of the Union begins now!
Grab a drink, limber up your tweeting fingers and settle in to joyfully ignore the SOTU.
Audience participation warmly encouraged.
No pet is cuter than any other pet.
I defy you to prove me wrong.
Let the pet pictures commence.
An anonymous man who may have been me once said:
“There is a very fine line between just drunk enough and waking up in the neighbor’s grass unable to even smell tequila again.”
What liquor is dead to you?
I almost burned down my grandparent’s house making toast.
I blew off my eyebrows trying to light a gas oven.
I made a cake recipe calling for 3/4 cup of water... but added 3-4 cups instead.
What was your worst cooking fail?
It picks up here: