...and the next day at work, you get to walk around in your flabby suit that smells like sake farts from the night before. C'mon, Japan... you can do better than this.

What a neat invention! But if only it didn't sound like a cat whose tail has gotten stuck in the serpentine belt of a 1994 (or possibly 1995) Ford Escort... sigh; the memories are back.

1) I hope the doctors there can do a fantastic job;
2) I hope I never need their services.

I like to take the little baggie of flavored powder that comes with instant noodles and sprinkle it over my fries. Lots of different flavors, all of them salty.

Later, I'll boil the noodles with a can of peas/carrots and chicken bouillon to make soup.

"Roddenberry wants us to take off the precious, but we refuse..."

Wonder if the airport security guards would let you take that onto the airplane. They tend to confiscate non-dangerous stuff like that.

Attention Seattle gentlemen,
You're in luck. I'll bet she's single!

Bet they'd be good with some kind of syrup on them.

All of that water went somewhere. So is there now, somewhere else in the desert, a large farm that grows food for all the people who live there?

For $18,000+, you'd think they would give more than just 1 blackberry on the dessert; it's not as if blackberries are an endangered species.
Also, for $18,000+, they can't manage to get the sauce ON TOP of the cake, rather than just splattered on the plate NEXT TO the cake? Looks like somebody with a bloody nose accidentally sneezed.

Think ahead: If this makes the dog's poops glow, they're less likely to be stepped on at night.

'Rural' is hard to say. 'Penguins' isn't.

They should post these rules in airplanes. And also give out buffalo robes.