Sorry, just in hopes of getting a cure.

In the US, TV is oriented towards the lowest common denominators making sure the average viewers thinks a little as possible. This removes most wit and leaves slapstick.

It’s hard out there for a hypochondriac. Why add to our suffering?

We can only hope that it shows up in Florida.

Well, why can’t I have a giraffe in my house?

Me too! I had to look closely for a second before deciding

Running after prey was not the only way humans caught meat. Trapping smaller animals closer to home was also an important means of getting meat. But of course it was the hunter who ran after animals who got the glory. Other forms of protein: fish and yes you pussies, insects. Even locusts are kosher in the Bible.

Yea because birthing a human out of your vagina and getting sliced open from anus to vulva is like being on a sunny beach. I have no kids and even I recognise that you’re full of dung. I bet you’re one of those who will whine why the disabled colleague gets to park close to the office.

Strange person. Feels good to clean?

Pete Burns?

The Emperor’s new Groove doesn’t get enough love especially with Eartha Kitt. I want to be evil

STILL DON’T CARE ABOUT HEROES. You won’t fool me again.

I would go out for lamb and Bordeaux and cheese. That’s awesome

Someone mentioned Jared Leto for Jarret and Lindsey Lohan for Jess.

You say obvious, I say perfect.

There were more description and scenes s of actual fighting. I get very bored of those and don’t care. I skipped more of Brandon Sanderson versions and I felt in some places it would have been worth more exposition and description. It felt rushed.

I love Wheel of time. It’s not the descriptions that bother me though (I get bored with fights, some people love those). What annoyed me was the stereotypes of different people: the Saldaeans are like THIS, Domani are like THAT, all aggressive. No personality but stereotypes. The Seanchan are more mixed. And short…

You hate bacon? Me too, me too.

You laugh but there are Mexican O’Irish name.

You’re on Gizmodo. Yes, it sneaks up on me too.