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The Bufonidae Who Engage in Combat

Rolling Thunder or GTFO.

Sacre bleu, a correr peur les collines em seu voiture, or something.

He's in a feeder/feedee relationship of some sort, but they don't show the other party.

If true, that is super-sleazy. Some of the working girls I know have said that they've got to watch that some of their less-trustworthy clients don't pull exactly that move, which now has a name, apparently: stealthing.

Marie Pene sounds like a drag queen act of some sort.

I did, too! I wonder if the fact that you could see his package through his futuristic robot-man costume eventually got him any play.

I dunno. I'd gladly pay good money to have half the characters on most modern comics pages summarily executed with no prior trial, particularly those from "zombie" strips. I'd have Mallard Fillmore sent to a socialist gulag, and the Dilbert gang sent to Sartre's hell, (though they might be there already). Richie Rich

I still don't feel like blaming Stein and third-party voters for Trump's victory.

Something tells me you took that quote out of context. And are you French? If not, why do you care how the French consider themselves these days?

I think dumping thousands of files of state department communications goes well beyond "whistleblowing" and edges into "illegal release of classified materials," but that's just me.

I don't think the charge is rape. But Sweden has this thing where if you slip the salami to somebody without wrapping it, you're legally obligated to take an STD test afterwards. He wasn't down for that.

Could be John Kerry, too.

He looks a bit like a chilled-out golden retriever in that photo.

I saw The Adjectives open for Jawbreaker back in the day!

"Oh, right, the album has a bunch of songs. Nothing grabbed me. Later that summer, Katie broke up with me and I experimented with weed and — not incidentally — long hours of Mario Kart. As summer turned to fall, I discovered The Locust. But by then…"

I only know it because, during my freshman year at college, a girl I knew from Tennessee mentioned it as a great country music song title. The other one she mentioned was George Strait's "All My Exes Live in Texas (That's Why I Live in Tennessee)". Both of those songs are on my hard drive now, fifteen years later and

I didn't grow up on country music, but consider it to be something of a personal anthem.

I'd like to say that I think that "Rancid Sucks (and the Clash Sucked, Too)" is Anal Cunt's finest song title.

Aw, I'm blushing!