You know, a fellow can take that headline two ways, Kara...

I had a friend who had the misfortune of working nightshift at a McDonald's drive-thu and he said it practically a nightly occurrence that a random couple would drive up to the window and the the dude was getting special attention like that. Different people, frequently.

Should have been a double rainbow and a flock of white cranes. State-controlled media know how to get these things right.

I don't understand the Evangelion one...

A city needs an Olympic stadium about as much as I need a hysterectomy with a roto-rooter. What kind of sophistry did they engage in to convince people they would ever recoup such an obscene amount of money?!

The problem with lie detectors is they detect nervousness rather than objective reality. The anxiety we feel from telling a lie is often indistinguishable from the anxiety caused by a question like: “Did you take your three-year-old son’s penis into your mouth?”

God can suck it.

Today is the very first time I've ever seen this individual, and I don't understand how he can look at himself in a mirror without an ounce of self-consciousness. I say that because he looks like a grade-A douchebag, yet seems proud of it.

Why does any company do anything these days? They are worried about their bottom-line. Period.

If you don’t speak any Japanese, don’t go. Here’s the thing: unless you are content with hitting tourist traps, you’ll leave Japan saddened by the fact that you didn’t have an interactive experience. The fact is, folks, you can't have a good interactive experience with people who you can't understand. Invest some time…

I remember one guy’s account of a sci-fI convention back in the early aughts. He says he saw a Darth Maul figure, the one that came with that little land-speeder contraption and those binoculars selling for something like $300. The guy asks why it so expensive. The dude at the booth puffs out his chest like a damned…

Oh, the answer to this one is easy. I think you mostly nailed it already. If you get set up as some sort of a whited sepulchre, which is what men often do to womankind as a whole, then invariably you will get little piss-ants who want to drag you down and prove that you’re actually morally turpitudinous, and no better…

This is as sure as death, taxes, and the sun rising in the morning.

For a lot of people, Porno is all about transgressigvness. Problems start happening when someone can't outrun their appetites and are always seeking new lows to get off on. This one doesn't seem as bad as so much of what is out there.

He’s an escaped oompa-loompa who’s made good. Obviously. Here is a picture of him at the prom, shortly after escaping the factory:

I love the idea of the players having more power than the owners. Guys like James get completely used-up by organizations like this. Screw the owners!

They should be trying harder to help dragons make their recovery, then. :)

Those photos look like they were taken because not enough poor people hate rich people yet.

This movie make me a bit less self-conscious about being a Star-Trek fan back in high-school, before I had learned the art of not caring what people thought of me.

Didn't think you were a troll, but you overplayed your hand with these comments, dude. Ease-up a bit next time.