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Congratulations!!!

that was horrifying...enjoy your favorite...monster.

Love her and love how much female olympic athletic bodies have been allowed to veer away from cutesy....from gymnasticts to rowing to shot putting, these women have been allowed to look like athletes. Despite NBC’s best efforts, these have been very good Olympics, even without bears.

that is the Philadelphiaist part of the statement....amazing.

In his online dating profile, Cirk lists his favorite food as catfish.

no clutch gene

thank you for writing this.

although much less cute, opossum are much less likely to be rabid than raccoons are. i had to look this up because my parents are crazy cat people who trap, neuter and release feral cats in their neighborhood. their craziness manifests itself in the heated cat houses they keep on front and back porches for the semi

this headline worked perfectly well. i am probably not going to click on a running story unless it contains the phrase “dick and balls”.

I could see her being “Lost in a Supermarket” too.

these are very good dogs...not so great with the depth perception but very good dogs nonetheless.

any suggestions for a nonstick cooker that does not use teflon? i own a parrot and can’t cook with nonstick unless it is ptfe & pfoa free. thanks.

not a big fan of satire, are you?

i am always on team bull and have watched all of the previous goring videos posted on Deadspin. my question is should i really not watch this video? words of wisdom from those who have watched it needed, please.

look up slow cooker recipes for caramelized onions; you basically set and forget them. also you can do large batches and freeze them.

trust me, they did not get a thank you note from me on either of those hires! an actual pig would be better.

and yet the joke is truly on us, as we end up with rex as our damn coach.

that railing idiot did not die...all that alcohol allowed his floppy, boneless ass to land safely on an innocent victim, who, naturally, was seriously injured.

I am not going to make any assumptions either way but I do know that I once nearly drove into a pond on a rural road in Ontario, in the days before GPS. I was young, dumb, exhausted and stone cold sober. I had worked three days of double shifts and then drove to a Lollapalooza show in Toronto (Pearl Jam, Nine Inch

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