When The Facts of Life did a reunion movie, they asked George Clooney to come back. He politely declined. Same thing for Growing Pains and Leonardo DiCaprio.

She’d better not let her tan get too dark.

I’ll set up a factory that makes exploding hoverboards in America. I’ll make millions.

He should be used to being ignored by republicans. From his Wikipedia page:

Since 1875, every Supreme Court nominee has received a Senate hearing or a vote.

Her career was destroyed because of her corruption. She is conducting a scorched earth campaign on her way out.

Trump has 39 people on staff. Clinton has over 500. I think that’s the bigger story here.

I do find it strange that there are no celebrities in openly in relationships outside of the traditional two-person structure.

I don’t know. Something tells me this could be a good year for Nazis.

I don’t know about the Cortana team, but Microsoft as a whole has about 30% women in its workforce, which is relatively high for tech.

It’s too bad he wasn’t superstitious about sharing needles.

It’s her fault. That’s what you get for supporting Trump.

Fountain soda is one of the biggest markups in the food and beverage industry. They cost pennies per cup. I’d be willing to bet the owner is out a few hundred dollars.

There goes their chances of making the playoffs this year.

And yet, they currently have a socialist government.

Enjoying something ironically is not a new phenomenon.

Couldn’t they at least have given the money to the victim, or to a related charity? As it is, Berkeley is docking his pay and keeping the money.

I doubt there’s a racial issue. East St. Louis is 98% black. It’s likely that all of the people involved are the same race. It’s a horrible tragedy, made worse by indifference, but probably not due to race.

Except the Zuckerberg experiment is a perfect example of why simply throwing money at schools doesn’t make them better. The money was gobbled up by the administrators and the teachers unions and the schools didn’t improve.

Yes, the Ravens let go of Trent Dilfer and Tony Banks after Super Bowl XXXV.