I flatter myself in thinking that this is what it would be like if Aaron Sorkin wrote vomiting stomachs.
February 24, 2009
The plural is actually baristi, but it didn't seem like anybody besides Cornelius would know--or let themselves use--that word.
February 26, 2009
Roast Beef, Dracula, an Inuit, and the Specter of Death walk into a bar. Complete this joke for a chance at seven dollars.
March 2, 2009
In the end, Ray just junked the problematic brochures and started a business plan for launching wireless internet services at a certain frozen yogurt shop, aptly named TCB@TCBY.
March 5, 2009
Ramses only has an outer monologue. He is ashamed of the world, not himself.
