I know what I’m gonna be for Halloween. I’m gonna be that robot from Westworld that smashed his own head in with a rock. Except I’m not gonna do it on Halloween, I’m gonna do it right now and it won’t be a costume it will be real.

Based on these standards, stealing nude photos of JLAW is 6x worse than raping a drunk girl behind a dumpster.

Oh, the irony of your whining. “If you think you can come to a conclusion from looking at <5% of something, then be my guest.” That’s what you’re doing right here! haha. Your high school biology class from 1994 isn’t enough.

Scientists frequently do this. It’s called “sampling”. If you were familiar with the scientific literature you’d know about it.

Extinctions outnumber speciations, by far.

It’s not spin. You just need to read better. They’re not talking about species richness (as in, number of species.) It says “abundance of populations.” It literally says it right there.

It depends upon how you define megafauna - the vast bulk of amphibian and reptile species are not what most people would call “megafauna”, but from the perspective of an entomologist, say, or a bryologist, they are megafauna. Many bird species fall into this ambiguous size class as well. Part of the problem is that we…

and a nation weeps.

Perish the thought that the planet has feedback mechanisms that could actually adapt to the ‘problem’ of too much CO2.

That’s a real relief to us all, to hear that you feel so comfortable in your own skin.

I suspect the theme of this X-rated film was supernatural rather than Super Naturals :)

I, for one, think it was pretty considerate of him to bring his own catch rag to the flick.

it’s just a picture of legs that cuts to an image of a man standing in a burning house and he has a goat head and his eyes are the black of the void and then it cuts back to an image of legs with paint on them and then it’s the goat headed man and he’s closer to the foreground and I can smell sulfur and then it cuts…

Please let this election end already. It just feels so weird rooting for Megyn Kelly for something.

My first reaction to this news was to laugh—it was only after a friend ranted on Facebook about the anti-homosexuality in Chick’s comics (I had never seen those) that I remembered how disturbed I was by some of the Hellfire ones I had seen in junior high. They seem so ridiculous to me as a grownup, but at the time I…

I have no mouth and I must puke.

I honestly don’t know how I managed to not come across his shit as a kid. There were enough psychotic evangelical-types at one point for it to happen... Maybe because my folks were technically Catholic I was spared.

Amen. My family left these under my pillow. They were just horrendous. It is why -to this day- I can’t laugh at the Christian religious nuts. They were just traumatzing. And don’t get me started about the creepy guy who had a van at every county fair He would invite us up to get these, and THEN he’d hand out candy.

Yeah. Chick tracks are considerably less funny when you realize that many people legitimately followed their “teachings” and bullied their kids into committing suicide.

This is me today: