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If you’re gluten intolerant, it’s likely you’re also fettuccine afraido.

In Seinfeld, they so easily have called “the airing of grievances” in Festivus “the bitching hour” instead.

Pretending Scrappy Doo wasn’t terrible is the contrarian hipster move for Halloween that pretending Die Hard is a Christmas movie, for contrarian hipsters at Christmas.

Why say “roadkill” when you can say “ground beef”?

Inside us, we all have skeletons, deep down.

If I made a pet of one of the sandworms from TREMORS, I would definitely name it “William S Burrows”.

No one even mentions how sexually selfish Lot’s wife was, a real pillar princess.

Why say “urologist” when you can say “PHdeez Nuts”?