As a kid my family ate liver and onions, and I remember a solid number of years where I was certain it was just one of those funny language coincidences that there was a food called liver and an organ called liver. The day I realized the truth was the day I stopped being able to eat liver.

Super orgasm? Count me in!

You had a healthier emotional response than me.

Never in my life has there ever been a year this high. It’s ridiculous

So you’re admitting fault

The neighbor rescues Kevin from two men preparing to torture and perhaps kill him, but then simply returns home afterwards, leaving Kevin at the house alone again. I can imagine how the dude became estranged from his son in the first place

40s nostalgia that even the oldest boomers would have been too young to remember