When the college kids are on, I enjoy shouting HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW THAT and then feeling all superior while my inner college student from 1970 knows she was dumb as a rock at that age.
Argggh, people strutting around in so many videos and on covers of so many memoirs and so many flashy “celebrities” these day I’ve never heard of. Who the heck cares.
If you can’t find the Cinnabon at the mall, your nose is broken.