You'll probably like this, then.

"Most ______ are just people living their lives; a few are assholes who claim that their religion gives them reason to do things like murder/abuse people."

That's terrible. I have bats in my bathouse, and they also took over the bird houses, too. Thank goodness. Little brown bats eat about 500 mosquitoes a night, and I don't think I could go outside without them. (In Florida.)

Ha! While browsing through nail porn, I found a tutorial for printing a snakeskin pattern on your nails without killing any snakes.

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This appears to be based not on the actual Lovecraft story, but on a garbled retelling by a drunk who read it once, several years ago.

It's all about context. If the laundry soap smells wonderful, and was given to me as part of a basket of wonderful-smelling things, delightful. Otherwise, no. Frankly, I'd rather get comic books or a video game.

Can we please have a moratorium on the term "pro-life"? These people are not pro-life, they are anti-choice.

Exactly. If you're opposed to abortion, don't be a nurse. If you're opposed to contraception, don't be a pharmacist. If you're a vegan, don't wait tables in a steakhouse.

And you're deliberately missing mine.

I have long thin lashes too, and use a mustache comb (a wee tiny comb with very fine teeth, about $3) to separate my lashes between coats of mascara, so they look thick and feathery instead of clumpy or spiky. Works like a charm, even with cheap mascara.

It was Reuters, not CNN.

Constructing that wreath yourself would be infinitely more geeky. Excuse me, I have to go dig out my giant bucket of Lego bricks.

If you think enforcing laws designed to protect consumer privacy is a waste of government resources, then you should give ME your name, contact information, and credit card numbers. I promise I won't sell any of it to third parties. Unless I feel like it later.

My household consists of five atheists, a Wiccan, no children, and no money, so I'm just going to use wire and some old rope lights to put a big peace symbol on the front of the house and be done with it.

"Big Swinging Vagina" sounds like either a layman's term for a catastrophic gynecological disorder or an awesome name for an all-girl jazz band. Or both.

A croissant, a cinnamon roll, two baguettes AND a bowl of corn flakes? Barf. Just gimme the strawberries and the poached egg with a bagel and I'm good.

Ha! I stopped dying my hair about a year ago, because I just got sick of doing it (started going grey when I was 16). As much as I love my silver streaks, I've recently been toying with the idea of getting some dark blue Manic Panic ...

I had that haircut, too, until all the surfer boys started getting one. Then I switched to a modified mohawk. Ah, youth.