We respect and value the social media editors who share the links that make our job easier. But sometimes, we have no idea what they are talking about. So after a long day spent staring at Twitter, we're sharing our favorites.

Well, it's like they say: wherever you go, there the dark matter blob is.
 

Somebody's not particularly concerned about a March storm. We're not even a third of the way through the month yet. Give it some time before we start talking porn and sundress season.

We do not have a curious five-year-old nephew. But if we did he would ask us questions like this.
 

Richard Fuld is in for some serious, well-funded haunting tonight.
 

Frequently the first we say when we go over to someone's house for a party. Not an attractive quality, something we don't mean to do. It just slips out. We just want to know where to go if we need to check NBA scores.
 


We enjoy these recreated conversations. Especially the punctuation. The events of the day come alive when you imagine Newt Gingrich yelling "Get out of the race!" like a minor bad guy in an Indiana Jones movie.