I'd like to put a moratorium on goggles. forever.

Spidey-Sense for Racists... TINGLING.

am i the only one that thinks those are super cute though? a pretzel steering wheel? adorbs. i mean, they're obviously completely inedible, but i still kind of want to make them.

Having a booth at PAX is expensive as fuck. The people at Penny Arcade realized that so called "special" interests have smaller outreach and therefore have a harder time being able to afford purchasing booth space. To rectify this, they are giving away booth space in the diversity lounge for FREE. That's why it's a…

But how do you judge your friends parents if they don't cook you breakfast?!?

Ridiculous. The whole point is staying up most of the night talking, watching movies, listening to records, eating too much, and trying to be the last one to fall asleep. It's like 10 to 12 hours of pure kid fun with several of your friends.

Being extremely picky, this was hands down my biggest worry about sleepovers. But what will I eat if I don't like their food!?

Part of sleepovers is waking up the next day to the breakfast traditions of other families that aren't your own.

I like that they're saying "don't rape" instead of "don't get raped," buuuut...pretty sure "cute poem" is not the right vehicle for the message.

I greet people with a raised fist.

I am by no stretch of the imagination a prude but I have to say, if I had kids, an illuminated middle finger would bother me. Not enough to destroy other people's property but worth a conversation or two.

It seems like a very reasonable request for someone to ask their neighbor not to have a giant glowing middle finger planted in the front yard.

Well she grew up in a hurry! So, so pretty.

This reminds me of that part in Wreck-It Ralph where he says "What's going ON in this candy-colored heart of darkness?"

Once, when I was about 7, I loved Lisa Frank stuff, and my mom encouraged me to write a letter to the company and told me that in return I might get a letter back or maybe even a coupon or some stickers.

The only places I want to see boobies are in advertising, in the titty bar, in movies, in music videos, in video games, in email forwards from my friends, in the porn I habitually download, in the porn sent to my spam folder, in magazines, on nearly every website, in my dreams/fantasies, and alongside the articles in…

MUST HANG THIS ON THE BACK OF MY TRUCK

whiny man-child, Imma let you finish, but Kobi Levi has the best shoes of ALL TIME:

Yeah. It's not "the day" that matters. Women go right along saving every fucking day, one right after the next. I do it, my boss does it, half the women I work with do it, and surprisingly enough, NOBODY NOTICES OR CARES.

I will care about military honors when someone comes around with prizes and pensions for single…