Admit it, your mind went there. || Meet the girls. || Houseguest of note. || Turns out it could go either way. || Quite the grip. || Good to know. || Greetings, fellow women. || Sudden weight gain. || The woodpecker’s tongue. || The Great Chicken War. (h/t, Mark) || Repeat after him. || I have questions, but I hesitate to ask. || Coaster skillz. || Cloaking device. || Eurocrash. || Rainbow. || Beats and blobs, together at last. || Bold strategy. || At least she put down the baby. || The progressive dining experience, a possible series. || Incoming. || Incoming 2. || Vein viewer. || Vending issues. || This is one of these. || On being obliged to compete unfairly: “You kind of, like, smile when you’re uncomfortable.” || And finally, one of the things that dogs can’t do, at least, not terribly well.

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