There’s a spider species where, after mating, the male back flips into the female’s mouth in order to increase chances of her surviving long enough to carry the babies to term. That’s some 5-D chess.

It gets better! Any drones that are left in the hive by the fall are kicked out by the worker bees. Since the hive can’t afford to have drones hanging around the hive in the winter, doing nothing but eating winter stores, they just kick ‘em out so that they don’t waste any honey on ‘em. Real efficient, those bees.

SNALSPotYdoesn’t quite roll off the tongue. Why not call it the Snail’s Pot? Now that’s a name with some chutzpah!

They should totally do that! And give one to a representative of each league! But we’d need a name for it...how about the “Not Crazy Schmit Award?”

The reigning top A.L. starter was able to walk off the field under his own power

Just wanted to pop in and say you’ve been on fire since you made it back!

*Pete Ross, goddamnit all to hell. I can only hope he didn’t bet on the outcome of this post.

You hit the nail on the head. I have to admit I kinda like Man of Steel, but Clark definitely feels like he has no real motivation to do any of the things he does. He just kinda saves people. . .because. . .reasons. The only hint you get is that he’s reading Plato’s Republic or something when he’s a kid, and I don’t…

The great thing about Cash’s version of the song is that it’s not very particular; some lyrics of other versions of the song make reference to adultery and the like, making it about warning others of their transgressions, but with Johnny Cash it feels like he’s talking to himself as much as he’s warning others…

Probably a reaction to the fumes from the burning river.

Yeah I’m gonna need some pictures of this.

Bald eagles only recently started nesting in my area, maybe eight or ten years ago, so they’re still kind of a novelty. I find it very amusing to think there are parts of the country where they are basically seagulls.

Plenty of Sullies already want to.

Dude, it’s called Smallville.

Where’d my gif go? Damnit!

Still a classic.

I think I got into it on my first viewing, but I realized kinda early on that it was a film noir....kinda. I was reading a lot of Raymond Chandler at the time and The Big Lebowski obviously borrows a great deal of his tropes (Wild women, beleaguered, over important rich men, “Down these mean streets must a pass man…

*Pictured, Dante3000 realizing how far he was fallen*

Don’t forget that, “Krillin’sindahouse!!!” So, two spoilers technically.