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I never would’ve guessed there were 181,000,000 furries.

The reactions to this will never not be bonkers to me. In a series loaded with non-consensual sex scenes, this is the hill some watchers are ready to die on?

I’d wager this search term just rocketed to the top of Google’s list:

It is Florida, the land of 10,000 sinkholes.  I’d take that action.  Put me down for $50.

ETA: F’ing Kinja. This was for the Schrodinger joke downthread.

The only thing that could’ve made this video better is if one of the Austinites had threatened to sic Charlie Sotelo on him again. Jones fucking HATES that story.

That’s a fantastic point. Only people who already have a full career but also feel the need to fill their spare time with low-payoff side work should be driving for Uber. That should drop the number of LA drivers to about 25.  I look forward to watching the nerdlings whinge about no longer having cheap cab service

And now you know the rest of the story. This Paul Harvey’s ghost saying “Meet me in Temecula, Andy Rooney.”

You’d be surprised.

This is a tweet which will age exquisitely, especially because while May and her Toridiots continue to steer the Brexit bus toward the cliff, the Scots have already signaled that they have one foot well out of the door.

I could be mistaken, but I believe “Scot” means an old, old wooden ship.

All I had to do was read the headline to know exactly what the bulk of the comments would be.  I was not incorrect.

Physiological reactions to extreme emotional stimuli are well documented.

Shoelace garroting?

We have yet to find a social platform creator that isn’t an irredeemable twat. After Zuck, Jack Dorsey, & Evan Spiegel (to name a few), I can’t help but wonder what skeleton’s are in MySpace Tom’s closet.

Except Domino’s actually marginally improved their pizzas.  Zuck & Co. seem to keep doubling down on further shitbirdism each time the opportunity presents itself.  I’d say it’s more of a BP-esque “We’re sorry we got caught and that you’re mad.”

The real irony will be when the Manly RWNJ Men’s™️ colons rupture under the strain of hundreds of polyps developed over the years of inundating their bodies with Alphafuel.

You know, in all my time down there, I rarely went east of the zoo on the Ohio side of the river.  But I know exactly what you’re talking about.  It’s that odd strip that runs along the river, all the way east to West Virgina, where their primary export is Shovel Girl.

I honed that entire philosophy while living in Saginaw Township, and also working in Flushing/Grand Blanc/Fenton.

I’d assumed Andy Dalton would’ve cured that by now. And yet, I get it. Signed, a Lions fan.