We have a mass shooting at least once a week. Mass shootings aren’t rare, and they aren’t normal.

“Also, Fuck property lines. If that asshole Boucher plants a bunch of crap on the path on his property that leads to the creek, and my kids want to play down there on my side, I’m going to mow that nonsense on his side to the ground. For their safety.”

That Paul goes to the trouble of regularly having it permed to look like pubes is something I will never understand.

I disagree — they’d say so if they could find a way to make Paul look like a victim, and not an asshole who enjoyed making his neighbor’s life hell. That it’s taken this long would seem to indicate that doing so is proving harder than expected.

Rand Paul doesn’t want my thoughts and prayers. On the extremely off chance that they have some kind of effect, it would be disastrous for him.

Radiology. It’s hard work, but a full radiologist makes a lot, and can sometimes even get set up to work remotely — even from a different/nicer location than where facility they are employed by is — and have the scans sent to them for analysis.

Everybody always goes straight to fistfights or seeing who can shoot each other the worst, nobody ever goes for dropping all subtext and doing naked grappling while jerking each other off.

It’s how he convinces himself he’s a man of the people. He feels our pain, because he too mows his own lawn sometimes. Like when he’s not out of town for weeks on end due to work. The lawncare service begs him not to, but he knows better than those lazy assholes!

I’m also hoping that’s what this turns out to be as well; and it’d be easy enough for Paul to unintentionally screw up and make a mess for his neighbors, since he’s out of town so much.

Today’s shooting just sucked out the last of my ability to truly feel anything. Sleep will fix some of it, but this unending cycle of disaster after disaster after shocking violence is wearing through me faster than I can adapt.

After today’s mass shooting, I’m finding it real hard to muster much in the way of personally caring about one of the people who has actively helped to make sure that we’ve done absolutely nothing to even try and mildly inconvenience shooters.

I’m disappointed, but can’t exactly claim surprise; once someone is elected to office in Kentucky, they pretty much stay there until they retire, unless they do something so horrible that they are forced to step down — and THAT doesn’t usually happen to republicans in Kentucky, since the party will bend over backwards…

It varies from shop to shop. Where I grew up, Pizza Hut, Sir Pizza, and Little Caesar’s were better, but that likely doesn’t hold true elsewhere. Also that was YEARS ago, and the ranking could easily have changed since then.

Pizza Rat, while I approve of your driven, goal-oriented life, your taste in pizza is godawful.

Show some sympathy. He’s got to provide for himself, his 22-car underground garage, his rotating driveway for parking stretch limos, and his extremely over-fertilized lake!

They only want that up until the moment that the desperate populace reaches a breaking point, whereupon it revolts violently, and then generally finishes by either beheading their society’s rulers, or hanging them from the tallest tree.

Why throw millions of your own people into a meatgrinder to exhaust an enemy line, when we now have the means to obliterate said opponents with missiles? We don’t fight wars like we did 100 years ago.

They’re both decent people, I think. Just emotionally stunted, with the results being the behavioral issues they have.

How is severe nausea/puking usually managed in the long term?

Wasn’t last week’s episode “Hey, what if the world government was 24-7 omnipresent Twitter, but with a downvote button, and also you get lobotomized if you’re unpopular enough?”