A bunch of groups applying for a tax exempt status reserved for non-political organizations claiming they were subject to extra scrutiny because of their politics…i.e. the very sort of thing groups applying for that status should not have.

I'm not familiar with Bear Snores On, but my kids have a couple of other Bear books by Karma Wilson. Is bear kind of a dick in Bear Snores On? Because he's a real asshole in Bear Wants More.

Nah, this sort of thing was around way before Dan Brown. Google "Denver International Airport". Back in my early college days, before the Da Vinci Code and before I developed my critical thinking skills, I'm sad to say that I briefly got caught up in all that nonsense.

Mrs. Moleman got rear-ended at a stop sign over the weekend. The ER doctor didn't think it was a big deal and didn't order any tests, but it really seems to have messed with her neck and back. Her pain has gotten worse each day. She's got a follow-up appointment tomorrow, though. Hopefully they'll figure out…

We're spending all this money, millions of dollars, to blow up the moon, when there are so many things here on Earth to blow up … Mount Everest, the North Pole, etc.

We're earthlings, let's blow up earth things!

Prior to clicking on this article, I had never heard of this company before in my life, but I instantly hated it.

If I delete my account, how will I know about things like Obama's recent ban on reciting the Pledge of Allegiance in schools? The lamestream media sure as hell won't cover it.

Don't be ridiculous. He gets paid biweekly and has direct deposit.

You're forgetting the infamous "curse breaking rule." This rule says that whenever a historically awful team manages to win the championship, The Democratic candidate for president loses. It happened in 2004 with the Red Sox…and, um, probably lots of other times.

Yahoo Answers: For when the community of people unable to Google things becomes so large that they become the top result in your Google search.

Carved some pumpkins on Saturday and then watched them rot alarmingly fast, since it was 80 goddamn degrees outside.

Growing up, there was always this house that gave out cold cans of soda. That always seemed to give us enough fuel to hit another couple of streets.

Move election day to a Monday? And how exactly do you expect me to get to my horse and buggy to my polling station while still observing the Sabbath?

They briefly had something similar in the Huntington station in the DC metro system. Since we're barely even civilized and can't have nice things, it went downhill fast. That disinfecting spay is fine in concept, but if people leave trash all over the floor, than you just have piles of soggy trash sitting there.

If you're fortunate enough to live near a Wegman's supermarket, their bathrooms are unusually nice for a grocery store. Very classy, and often come stocked with extra diapers, wipes, soap dispensers, etc.

I have very few fond memories of Halloween. I had a mother that, while wonderful, was not crafty, to put it politely, but far too frugal to just buy a costume. A red sweatshirt and sweatpants is NOT a devil costume, mom.

If you're a college student with a roommate that never leaves the room, yay. Everybody else gets an emphatic nay.

My entire college career was spent on fire drills because somebody burnt their popcorn. I seriously think that the popcorn button was placed on microwaves as some sort of prank.