I’m a guy, and this horrifies me more than I can express.

Well worth it: “Home,” written and read by Somali-British poet Warsan Shire:

Muahahaha! You have uncovered Nintendo’s evil plot to make money by selling their own products! Muahahaha!

It’s funny because that’s how I feel about alcohol. Booze baffles me. Headache, dehydration, not to mention the hangover.

If you think a minor traffic infraction remotely justifies attempted murder: Fuck You.

I am looking to hire cooks and waitstaff for my newest restaurant - Punchie’s This Is How We Serve It.

I love Trump. Love him. It’s like watching someone play Republican Mad Libs or something. He hits the right marks, sort of, in this weird, clumsy way. And somehow the base still eats it up.

It’s been done..

It’s also worth nothing that for those of us who are depressed, introverted, or some combination of the two, society has expectations of gregariousness and an “always smile!” attitude for everyone that don’t come very naturally for a lot of us. And the toll of having to keep up appearances in public can be extremely…

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Honestly, I used to work in shoes and I am shocked they had that many. :(

Ok, people shitting on Klefki is really grating on me now. The pagan influence behind its design is really interesting. I’d take that over the next big over-designed legendary dragon any day.

I don’t know. How do Australians deal with it?

Anybody seen this awesomeness going around?

Is that really proof of an untapped VITA market or evidence to support the idea that mobile competition has taken up the market or maybe they’re not interested in handheld gaming and just want to play crap like Candy Crush?

Dolores Bridge is the scariest Potter villian because she's the most real. All of us might know someone who is a little like her.

You know this is the worst comment in the history of the internet right? Content is wrong, execution is a mega fuckup. Just real bad. Real bad.

When I managed a Borders we were also responsible for this small calendar kiosk on the other side of the shopping center. I was there covering someone’s lunch break and this crazed woman came over demanding why we had no bichon frise calendars. The dog calendar people were always the weirdest.