HOLY SHIT that’s terrifying. I mean, I’m a 350+ lb man, and if that happened to me it would scare the shit out of me.

I grew up in the Tulsa area, and while it was mentioned in passing while I was in high school (and then probably only because I had a history teacher who tended to buck the rules and teach everyone the “real history” of Oklahoma), it wasn’t until I attended a local college that I really learned much about the Tulsa…

I laughed mightily at that, and not just because that was my ringtone for quite some time.

Plus, I’ve always argued that another point against the “good guy with a gun” idea is that everyone else will likely mistake him for another shooter. Being a “good guy with a gun” in a situation like this would be a good way to get yourself killed by the cops, or a different GGWAG.

Dr. Pepper actually has a lot of caffeine, just slightly below Mountain Dew in terms of caffeine content per can or bottle.

I suspect that the advent of mobile devices may have hurt that market somewhat nowdays.

Get out of my head, man!

That is amazing. You’re doing God’s work, my friend.

Ah, the cult of celebrity: rewarding terrible people for being terrible.

I would love to see Bardem and Morgan play wacky twins separated at birth.

“The Confederate soldiers who fought during the war — they’re US soldiers.”

“How dare these heathens teach my good Christian children to love and respect others! Loving others is so counter to our Christian values!”

Cthulhu 2020. Because why vote for the LESSER evil?

I give it one, maybe two more generations before they start adding emojis. I’m sure the Xbox One X 😀🍦 will be the talk of 2025.

According to Patty Jenkins, very little was cut from the finished film — so little that the home release will probably not feature deleted scenes.

This is COTD for me. My hat is off to you.

WOW.

The aquarium near where I live has one of those​, and it always freaks me out. The consolation is that if the glass were to fail, the force of the water rushing in would probably kill everyone before the sharks could get to them.

Mine was a small stuffed gorilla named Gonga, with grey fur and a plastic face. I believe my grandmother (on my mother’s side) got him for me, but I had him since I was so little that I don’t really remember. I had several surgeries as a young child, and for one of them my parents forgot to bring my Gonga (we lived in…