I wonder how the rest of the band feels about this stuff? Are they all on the same page, or is it like a big awkward marriage?

I bought a 1982 Mazda GLC in ‘85. I drove it for almost 15 years.

I’m told that management had to keep ratcheting up the worker-responsibility rhetoric with him, until it finally clicked.

“Ah, the rare male cameltoe.”

Maybe he could pick Elizabeth Warren, win the election, then eat a bad banana or something and just cash out on about January 22 or 23. Whaddaya think, Joe? C’mon, buddy. Jesus has a brand-new C8 Corvette with your name on the pink slip.

Every time I look at this goon I see the anodyne plastic face of a 1970s-vintage G.I. Joe.

“I’m not a racist -
I just had too much to drink!”
There, all better now.

“This sure is silly!”
“That is one big, loud penis!”
Hmm, these need some work...

The condom looks like they put it on backwards or something. First thing I said was, well that’s not gonna work very good.

Four thousand gallons of jet fuel spilled out of a tanker split open when it hit a guardrail and overturned on Wednesday afternoon in Indianapolis, igniting a highway overpass ramp, and sending flammable liquid pouring down both sides.

Logged in just to star this. :oD

Not only that, but girl you don’t even wanna know about the bacteria & mold that’s growing inside that little duck.

To be so creative at such a young age makes her one to watch for sure.

Great. I was just about to shut off the computer and proceed with my annual Christmas Eve tradition of watching an episode of Buffy before turning in (don’t ask - I really have no idea). But I had to click on just one more article. Now I’m looking forward to colorful Christmas dreams of adorable puppies, playfully sink…

“Despite all my rage, I’m still just a rat in a- hey this is actually kind of fun.”

I actually ear-dialed somebody once. I don’t think I could do it again, but at the rate I’m going who knows.

“Whatever It Takes” is my motto these days.

Okay but, the whole “trembling brainpan” thing... See, in order for your brainpan to actually tremble, you know, by itself, plausibly, it would really need to be a much less integral or foundational part of your physical manifestation - like a pinkie, or an earlobe. Because if your actual brainpan were to actually…

Have mercy!