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Venison is only bad if you overcook it. Seriously, take it off the flame at around "medium, medium-rare" to allow for carryover. The lingonberries depicted in the photo make a wonderful accompaniment — they're great with ostrich, too.

Edit: "We Already Went To Infinity and Beyond!" ('Cause it was a long, long time ago and far, far away.)

Screw you, Sidezoomers. I'm still blockin you out.

I know that it's part of the human condition to be hardwired for sex. That's cool, 'cause I'm a dude I like sex too. But I really wish that the modern concept of porn had never been invented. It's just a disgusting, soulless perversion of an otherwise beautiful interaction.

Seems to me that even having an ancient VHS tape in your house would attract attention. Better to use a more modern looking shell if you're going to hide-in-plain-sight.

Underwear dude in the elevator is still cracks me up every time.

Yeah, an OS upgrade, just like Apple rolls out to its devices. I'm aware of Android's fragmentation issue, but now that I'm rooted I was hoping that I could somehow bypass the customizations (obsacles) that Samsung placed on my device and just go with (1) a newer version of (2) raw Android.

Ah, well, I have a Galaxy SII and the best I can get on it is 4.1.2. I'm rooted, but I don't really want to get into flashing ROMs in order to get approximations of 4.2+ functionality. Is there a way to reimage my phone to raw 4.4 (without flashing a customized ROM that contains extra stuff)?

I tried this for about 10 minutes. It worked very well, maybe too well. I started receiving all the important and inconsequential stuff as popups on my PC. Suddenly I felt I was being over-notified and interrupted a lot. This app works very well, but I uninstalled it.

What kind of bullshit philosophy is that first panel spouting on about?

Learn to avoid disasters, if possible, by honestly assessing what your skills are. I remodelled my basement by doing all the framing, drywall hanging, and final trim work myself. But there were two jobs I left to the pros. (1) Spackling the drywall; a pro made my walls super smooth in a fraction of the time I could

Spectator 1: "Oh my God"
Spectator 2: "Damn dude"
Spectator 3: "Oh my God"
Spectator 1: "Oh my God"
Spectator 3: "Damn dude"?
Spectator 2: "Did you get that on video"

I love how the music makes this strip-mall location seem epic.

I respect the GT-R's abilities and all, but I don't think it looks like anything special. It needn't be a Lambo-esque angular assault or swoopy-sexy like other supercars, but couldn't Nissan give the GT-R, well, something? It doesn't have to beat me over the head with its looks — understatement can be good — but to

I've only cried during two movies: ET and The Color Purple.

Close second.....

Do all people in Japan have lace doilies on their headrests?

The other widely used (if less effective) Russian method to open cans: drink a LOT of vodka and then smash the can against one's forehead. Great party trick and conversation starter once you get to the hospital.

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As a backup to Little Richard, I offer The Hollies.

It's 8pm here in Argentina (Northern Patagonia) and it's STILL 92 degrees.