She looks about to fly away before the sun rises upon the damned.

It sounds like the Psychopath Effect: I’d wager he’s charming, charismatic, outgoing, and has the town wrapped around his finger and believing his never-ending train of lies while not giving one single fuck what he did to the victim.

This happened this morning then? How drunk do you have to be to not see a fucking parade? Blind drunk, I guess, or maybe driving too fast and losing control.

You’re right, more kids die at track from congenital heart defects than they do playing football. Five minutes on google demonstrates that clearly, but facts rarely seem to matter on gawker.

What about the visibility issues? How do you see around the solar panels? Because the in-cockpit instrumentation is a bit shite too.

At this point, that man is your enemy and do not let up on the legal pressure one iota. And don’t listen to a single overture of his bullshit. It absolutely drives me crazy to hear over and over again how women continue to let these parasite bullshit men use their credit cards.

That’s really tough hon, I don’t know what to say. But you know, seven years is an accomplishment, most people on the autism rainbow have no relationships at all, in my experience.

Literature, music, television, and movies do not impose content restrictions on their readers, listeners, and viewers because they are not worried about the consequences.

Sounds and looks like a fun, clever game, I only wonder why the name MARS is somehow not in the title.... “Planetbase” sounds like a touchy-feely Super Bowl half-time dance group composed of needy youth from around the world, or some shit.

How can I get paid just reposting this nonsense, this feels like a come-on for some work-at-home scheme.

Labor activists should really be going around the malls, giving out pamphlets to let workers know their rights: you have worker’s comp, sexual harassment is illegal, unpaid overtime is illegal, unpaid “on-call” shifts are illegal, etc.

So you just outsource customer supporter because hey, don’t pop the bubble for a bunch of privileged-techno wunderkindern living in an electronic fairyland, what with their personal trainers, decentralized hierarchy, free coffee, six figure paychecks and smug, elitist attitudes.

Time to bring back public corporal punishment, like the pilgrims had. Forty-eight hours in the stocks, being pelted with rotten fruit and vegetables, should be sufficient punishment for Beane’s first offense.

I love the idea of Japan or someone building a giant fucking aircraft carrier and claiming it’s part of the “Coast Guard.”

The choice is obvious Luke Plunkett, it is you.

Abercrombie & Fitch, haters of large people

Sure those are fine, they’re voluntary; but the part where there’s a twenty minute advertorial about how much American Airlines just loves you to pieces before you get to listen to crackly jpop and suck on a $5 plastic pouch full of air and peanut shells, not so much.

It’s a reasonable estimate to say that about 50% of all music and film industry executives in the last fifty years belong in prison on federal racketeering charges.

Thank you for the handy infographic reminding me to avoid a crazy-making game for hyper-speed 15-year-olds mainlining rage-fuckery.

Now take them out of banks, supermarkets, airports and airplanes, and every other fucking stupid place this society full of insufferable douchebag asshole marketing “geniuses” thinks they need to shove their stupid asshole messages down our throats.