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the rationalist
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I think it's pretty sad. She's awfully young, hardly old enough to cope.
Her father's all mouthy about protecting her, so why doesn't he care about the way she's dressed?

Wayne wasn't averse to knocking women around, from what I've heard.
Perhaps he's Gibson's idol.

A know a man who remains devoted to his wife even though she hired two thugs to kill him and dispose of the body. He simply refuses to believe she's guilty, and he's waiting for her to get out of prison so they can be man and wife again.
So it's not just women who are idiots.
Then again, I also know a couple of black

When my love swears that she is made of truth
I do believe her, though I know she lies,
That she might blow me first.

So maybe abortion is a sacrament after all.

God is the Frank Darabont of deities, maybe.

Is that a euphemism for a priori fallacious?

Art Fleming was the host of Jeopardy in 1968. He was at my high school graduation.

Scott Bakula?

Talk to the guys from Skull & Bones. Supposedly, HW was quite the batsman when he was young.

If they redid Carousel, they'd do the beatings on camera.

One of the Jonas Bros. as Lt. Cable.
Lady Gaga, Nellie Forbush.
Barry Manilow as the Frenchman.
Beyonce as Bloody Mary.

Every time I hear lambada, that's the clip I think about.

Your grandma was Ayatollah Khomeini?

Come on, we get a 3-day holiday in the middle of the summer. It was worth it.

Comfort Station, by J. Morgan Cunningham
blurb: "I wish I'd written this book!"—Donald Westlake
Cunningham, one of Westlake's pseudonyms

More than men were duplicated.

Terry O'Quinn?

He should have been able to split in two.