I am pretty sure the answer to that is yes. It's possible that he's trying to absorb their souls so that he'll have something behind those dead, dead eyes.

There is nothing adorable about Stephen Harper. Seriously.

At first I didn't read closely enough, and I totally thought she was suggesting other names from their catalogue.

I'm so glad I'm not alone in this. I mean, Eric is always ridiculously hot, but douchebag!Eric is more "Wow, this is a really bad idea, but I don't have the willpower not to bang you", whereas sweet!Eric is like "GET IN MY PANTS NOW!"

Yup, that's about right.

I wash my underwear after every wearing, but everything else gets a sniff test. And I can easily go over a month without washing a pair of jeans. Sheets get washed pretty frequently, but that's because I'm a night sweater.

Oh, good—I'm so glad it's not just me. I've seen that mistake a lot lately, and it kills me every time. Spring/sprang/sprung, ring/rang/rung, etc. damnit! Hahah, SCUBA is awesome

Okay, I'm glad it's not just me.

I seem to be having some trouble getting the first clip to play—anybody else, or is this a problem with my browser/machine?

It's the only way to be safe! If you don't take action to get rid of all your DNA, well then you just deserve what you get. In the meantime, don't go outside, eat food, fail to eat food, drink anything but water, or drink water!

Every single person with DNA dies! Some of them die young! Or of cancer! Coincidence?!!

Okay, pedant moment here, but surely this guy *sprang* into action?

Hahahah, I know right? I have a bunch of Australian friends, and I bloody love it when they say "shiraz".

Oh, god, no! And it was a shiraz! An Aussie shiraz! I fucking love Aussie shiraz! God damn it, y'all.

Just this once, EVERYBODY MARRIES!

I only know because I got totally lost in his Wiki article a few weeks ago—I've just started on his autobiography, so I haven't gotten to any bits about his kids yet. What I have read about them and their deaths just killed me, though.

He actually did have a son—his first born, but the poor kid died in infancy. Only one of Twain's four kids outlived him: it's one of the things that reminds me how frigging lucky we are to have the sort of medical care we do now, such that it's actually unusual for people to lose their kids.

Not to mention that he's the only person in the family with the sense to look upset about it, though apparently he lacks enough sense to actually bloody do something about it, like get a court injunction and keep his kid away from this creepy psycho.

Okay, then, normal farm with lots and lots of supervision. It's that or a locked library, and the farm involves more fresh air (which, seriously, it looks like she needs it).

Hmmm... Drowning is a major risk in that particular case. We'd have to get her to a farm where she would have extremely limited access to vehicular transportation. Amish farm?