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Please do remember when asking “What Would Jesus Do?” that flipping tables and chasing someone out of the building with a bullwhip is among the options available.

That’s actually not the case at all. California is a “donor” state, meaning we pay more in taxes than we get back from the Feds.

You can tell them that only Reagan and Obama declined using the Congressionally appropriated funds to purchase furniture in favor of using personal funds instead.

It’s a comedy, which is weird to me because I don’t really think of it as particularly target rich environment humor-wise.

I haven’t seen this show because it strikes me that kidnapping with a side of sexual assault/abuse is a positively bizarre choice for the premise of a comedy show.

How did you come to hear about this game and how do you know Jamie?

May I inquire as to how you came to write this article? How do you and Jamie know each other?

Ditto. It's from Coriolanus, a less popular play, but full of lovely florid passages like that one.

I'll just leave this here.

Please credit /u/JewishDoggy, dude. Don't be that guy. The guy who "borrows" content and acts like "Hey, it could have come from anywhere, I'm not responsible." 'Cause that's who you're being right now. This whole family of sites robs reddit daily for material.

I don't know what "Requiem For Mike Brown" is, but these folks are singing a version of the chorus of a song written during the Harlan County War called "Which Side Are You On?" by Florence Reece in 1931. Pete Seeger, Dropkick Murphys, Ani Difranco have all covered it, among probably a dozen others. A classic folk

Past the furlough, I kind of skipped over any scenes involving Polly and Larry alone because who cares? Nobody.

Not just infants. People didn't take photos back then like they do now. You might have only one picture of you taken in your whole life, and frequently not even that. Given a last chance, many people had what are now called "post-mortem photos" taken of not only relatives, but friends.

I'm sure someone already said it, but the solution to the Out-Of-Town Potluck Wedding guest is simple: Out-of-towners bring booze. If I had to fly somewhere for a wedding I would not be at all upset to be asked to pick up a bottle of something on my way to the reception. Any idiot can find a BevMo or a liquor store,

Roughly? The 1800s. Not any more really, although technically the majority of Russia is actually mainland Asia. But considering that statement and the bell bottoms previously mentioned earlier, maybe he's a really shitty time lord?

I had to look it up myself. From the Random House website:

"It is April 1865. Aiden and Maddy Lynch have barely survived a brutal winter alone on the remains of their family’s drought-ravaged Kansas farm when an unlikely savior appears one morning. Jefferson J. Jackson is looking for strong men to work in the Seattle

I just looked up the plot synopsis for "The Devil's Paintbox" on the Random House website.

"It is April 1865. Aiden and Maddy Lynch have barely survived a brutal winter alone on the remains of their family’s drought-ravaged Kansas farm when an unlikely savior appears one morning. Jefferson J. Jackson is looking for