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Augustus Gloop
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Your point?

This is what I worry about. My six year old daughter is rough-and-tumble, loves camping, is fearless. In our area, Girl Scout troops are doing sewing circles, making crafts, and (endlessly) selling cookies. The Boy Scouts are camping, exploring, swimming, spending two weeks learning to crew a sailboat

“My karma ran over your dogma.”

I’m a male. I was raised Catholic. And even I have to admit that you don’t exactly have to turn it upside down and shake it to find the wickedness hiding in the concept, “good Catholic male”.

That didn’t Dawn on me.

I’d guess this can’t happen. The front- and side curtain-airbags need structure to form against. Turning that into an opening – or worse, a protrusion – is a risk no one would take.

Hang on: Germans? Harmonized test? Why the hell haven’t they just enlisted Das Sound Machine?

Kodos? Is that you?

Pride of the Yank Ease.

He sings “Smelly Cat”.

I’m not even joking. Been trying to talk Ms. Gloop into replacing her car. She sent me a text today with a photo of a Sportwagon, and said, “Just saw one of these, seems nice.” I told her it’s even available in a manual. (Ms. Gloop is a proper wife, and will only drive manuals.)

Give a man a fish and he eats for a day. Give a man a bike and he hits a fish with it.

Ryan Lochte: The Mr. Peanut Butter of swimming.

She shouldn’t be too sad about the wet suit. She was going to need a new one to hold those enormous balls she apparently has.

I don’t want to fight you, because you’re just shy of 100% right. But I want to say that, as another big baseball fan, the current game of “Homer, Strikeout, or Walk” is not interesting to me. I find myself mentally tuning out of games. There’s nothing going on that I can’t get from the box score. This makes me sad.

Good god that’s savage. You earned the star.

Whenever I hear this from a politician, my mind translates it to, “Über die man spricht”, from the Munich subway system signage, which translates to “Everyone is talking about”, but which is understood by riders to mean, “Literally no one is talking about these things.” Seems fitting.

He’s not wrong.

I have no idea if I’m right, but I took this as Disney subverting the criticism that they’re formulaic about things like adorable sidekicks. You naturally assume the cute, marketable Pua is going on the journey – he even goes on the prototype voyage – whereas the ugly, brainless Hei Hei seems to appear only for a