Nothing related to U2 could ever be considered the peak of anything, except perhaps bad taste.

Correct. The math for this was figured out by actual scientists long ago; it’s several hundred people, and all of that assuming a reasonable percentage of compatible couples a few generations down the line. But I guess that depends on your definition of “viable” (optimal vs. “eh, they’re alive, aren’t they?”)

It can’t be much worse than the cost of dining in these days.

Almost any works for me. I used to use straight yellow, but I’m currently a fan of my own homemade habanero mustard.

I disagree. Mustard is the superior condiment for French Fries, and I will fight you tooth-and-nail on that.

That just...doesn’t look good at all. And ciabatta on a sandwich is needless calorie stacking. No thanks.

He also should have stopped making Gladiator films with the first, but hey, what do I know?

In Portland, they were being cooked in ghost kitchens setup inside fucking shipping containers for a while.

“He’s using his fame to make himself more famous.”

I could tell from the thumbnail that that Elektra is Rachel Pizzolato. She’s an incredibly talented cosplayer, model, and scientist.

If you had asked me to predict who would end up purchasing the card in the end, Post Malone would have been an easy top 3 pick. He’s a huge MTG nerd, very vocal about his passion, and has been featured in some of their advertisements and his likeness used on actual cards.

This. This is my counterargument #1 for just about every absurd, nonsensical globalist conspiracy theory ever uttered in my presence. Most people can’t get along with their neighbors, yet somehow the entire world is on the same page about...fucking anything? Please.

I enjoy the flavor of Takis, but their hyper-crunchy form factor is a huge turn-off. They’re so rigid that they come across as stale, even when they aren’t.

I wanted to love this movie, I really did. The trailer promised all sorts of monster ass-kicking mecha madness. Instead, what we got over two hours of humans fighting a losing battle, sucking most of the time, until an 11th hour Hail Mary and running away to fight (and lose) another day. Definitely not the movie I was…

“Early critics” are blown away by everything.

*laughs in Jack Aubrey*

Tropical Skittles better than the original?! What blasphemy is this?!

This animation style is far too ugly for me to care about the movie at all.

“(Note: artificial sweeteners do not cause cancer.)“

Damn. He was my #1 pick for the role.