Thanks.

You mean beyond the “anyone with an AR-15 must be compensating for an infinitesimally small penis and matching brain” remarks?

I know a few liberals who are armed to the teeth.

It was shout profanities or point the camera competently. She chose the former. At least she was narrating the action because the spitting happened out of frame.

An ex-con can’t become a firefighter, but the state will definitely send prison fire crews out to fight wildfires. That’s some bullshit.

Paint it black and Hotblack Desiato will buy one.

Lasers are are very flashy way to behead someone, but it’ll never have the satisfying sound and spray of a good old fashioned big heavy steel blade. It’s almost artisanal.

I’m bummed that Portnoy and Hodge Podge haven’t been brought back in the revival.

I know, but I was being deliberately obtuse because I thought it was funnier.

I’ve never smelled her farts, but I’m fairly sure I wouldn’t enjoy their odor.

Oh, the smells...

I cried when I heard he died. It was a week before my wedding and my alarm clock turned the radio on and it was on Morning Edition on NPR that I heard the news. Also, every time I see the end of the movie, I get a little misty.

Every time you try to operate one of these weird black controls that are labelled in black on a black background, a little black light lights up black to let you know you’ve done it.

How much more black could it be?

I put the top image full screen on my laptop and asked Mrs. Shoe Pilot how old she thought the woman in the picture was. She said she’s definitely in her 40s. When I said she’s 29, my wife was shocked.

It’s spotty for me. Some stars have numbers under them, some that I’m pretty sure SHOULD have stars don’t.

One of the guys at the O’Reilly closest to my house thinks he’s funny. He’s not. He’s also not particularly knowledgable. Last, when he asks for my phone number so I can buy a jug of oil or something, he always has to change it on the read-back. When I give a phone number, I give it as ten individual digits “five one…

My mom was an editor too. She worked for LTV and worked on proposals and manuals for all SORTS of interesting devices to kill people in various ways.

Whitworth perhaps?