(Azrael alternates between laughing and weeping)

Instead of focusing on the melodramas of the usual TV-disaster movie gallery of fictionalized passengers, the 1992 "docudrama" A Thousand Heroes (AKA Crash Landing: The Rescue of Flight 232, starring Charlton Heston, Richard Thomas and James Coburn; astonishingly, it's available on DVD in Germany and Japan but not,…

This! There are a lot of replies attributing their behavior to the possibility of food, but they'll gather around anything unusual that isn't openly threatening. You stand around in a pasture doing nothing but chewing and pooping, you get bored.

The creator and author of the manga is being coy even now about the ultimate "meaning" of the Titans, but the plot is basically this: the Earth is overrun by weird superpowered man-eating giants that generally seem to have only marginal intellect. What remains of humanity has walled itself up in a "ghetto" and largely…

@LuckyMc44: The day after my birthday is not my birthday, Mom.

Well, yeah. You ARE a teabagger, you whiny little simpleton.

Plastics: One of those Sterilite clothes baskets on top of the fridge, emptied into the apartment bldg's bin. Open Sterilite design helps keep the airflow behind the fridge from being obstructed.

Robert Zimmerman, FOXNews' official Angry-Brother-of-Murderer Correspondent: "What!? Listen, I still get paid, right? I better still get paid, motherf***er, or I'll ruin your life!! (throws phone out of window) That son of a—hey, does that guy still make 'Bumfights'? Get him on the phone!"

I didn't have a bad case of it—bleaching it when it became noticeable—but it was persistent and I worried about bleach eventually causing damage.

The real question is, does "Happy Holidays" really enrage insecure, paranoid assholes who think a holiday is an exclusionary cudgel to wield against yon heathens?

Before we all get too bent out of shape

Not truly relevant to your question, but since we're talking SodaStream...

Bear in mind that not all lip balms are equal. Chap-Stick is le meh. Carmex is cheap and okay for when you're dashing out the door on the way to work and it's cold out, but useless if you have chronic lip damage. I finally spent the extra couple of pennies on Burt's Bees (Rejuvenating) and the difference was amazing.…

The Dark Nips. RISE.

I shouldn't post this, because whenever I listen to the original recording it breaks my heart. But this is what keeps running in my head as I watch that damn GIF:

Not so strange. Okay, maybe a little, but I had a mad crush on Mrs. B, so who am I to judge?

Non-apology (some thinly-veiled version of "sorry-not-sorry if any of you vajayjays were injured by my turgid throbbing manly truthfulness, unf! unf! unf!") followed by a stint as a pundit bawling incessantly about the "liberal" media and its "war of political correctness" against "real" men.

THESE COLORS DO RUN

Despite how awesome Katy Perry made it sound, I wouldn't recommend getting shitfaced to the point of passing out to anyone, of any gender, in any situation, but particularly in any environment involving strangers.