Yes, and 1995 seems too recent for its introduction? It dates back at least to the early 80s in the states in the “available only from a cooler” format — our local McDonald’s always donated coolers of this to the blood drives held at my high school.

Amen! Erasure of uncomfortable history is incredibly foolish and kind of a huge problem in America.

Well, it is Japan; I’m guessing that it ends with a robot having sex with an underage catgirl in a school uniform.

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: Part of what makes the JKR thing so heartbreaking is the legitimate good she’s done in the world. The legitimately important activism she has done and causes she has supported. All the money she’s donated to good causes. At one point she had given away so much money she came…

How to talk about NYE this year without cliches: Stay the f—- home so you can drink yourself stupid without risking a DUI. They’re still doing the Times Square ball drop on TV, which is the best way to see it anyway.

He’s a fraud and one of the reasons the small magic community got such a bad rap.

Turkey hash, with the stuffing as the carbohydrate base. I think I look forward to that more than the actual dinner.

You’re not supposed to be offended by what’s on the outside of a Bud can.

> Oddly, the one person I still routinely refer to as a c-word, is the man we’re (hopefully) about kick out of the White House.

“Fucking asshole” is a good all-purpose label. Then elaborate on that as circumstances allow.

A plain white van, or a silver Camry. Hide in plain sight, and you don’t need to run.

This leads me to a question about this GTA-style fantasy of car chases (all can respond): What vehicle would you choose for a car chase?

I don’t even think the driver is going for the drive-through. I think that’s just for the exit, if it’s anything like the layout of the McDonald’s nearest me.

I don’t give a shit if he’s right or wrong about lateness. “Dr.” Phil is a shitbag who revels in humiliating others for entertainment. He’s a toxic lump of southern-fried garbage and no one should ever have to hear another word from him again. Anyone mentioning his name in public without dragging him like a legless…

Ill add another one just because it’s fun!

This is the spookiest thing that has happened to me, and it happened last night. It’s not going to win this contest by any means, but it certainly spooked me. I would love to get this comment un-greyed and the thoughts of anyone who knows more about spirits or has connections with spirits (or with Apple products?!)

I wrote this up last year, intending to share it on here, and then I never did for some reason. A year later and I’ve decided it’s time.

This story is true, but names have been changed to protect my password verification questions.

Years ago, I was living in an apartment with my cat Coco. We lived there happily many years, but I wanted a dog too so I bought a house with a yard. Being an old fellow, Coco was upset by the move and was especially freaked…

I told this one before, but I posted really late so I’ll try again this year.