For extra irony.

Oh come’on! Bort?

Wow what an excellent call. Maybe a bit lucky to get it right, but that player was so out of control that the attempted push applied zero force. He was flying in there on his own. Smart to recognize that by the ref.

I think something like “Are you kidding me???? Oh my god!! He fell over!! THIS IS SO BAD!!”

Check out the gardening info from Xerces. A small garden still helps—especially if your neighbors, parks, etc plant them too.

I hate “wildflower” packs. HATE them. They are generic, ignore all biome diversity issues, skip right past noxious weed issues and are pretty pointless since it’s not a lack of flowers that is doing in the bees.

Super brilliant idea. I work for Michigan State University Extension and, while I don’t work with bees, we have a ton of experts available to help and also loads of content like the article below available on our website.

I think you are confusing them with carpenter bees. Those bastards drill large holes in your wood.

And how dare Coach K make me think of him as human!

I think the implication is: How do you raise your child in a compassionate way in a world where there are seemingly less role models for good actions and good behavior. But that’s not as catchy a title.

Man, I jumped ship on the Walking Dead after season 3. Knew they didn’t have shit to say anymore. My friends stayed on another two years. I have no regrets and their only regret is that they didn’t bail sooner.

If there are enough teams in your conference that you can’t have a balanced schedule, there are too many teams in your conference. #hottake

This is the only correct answer. Fuck Jim Boeheim.

As an Illinois State alum...

I choose to believe the committee left Syracuse out because Boeheim is a tremendous asshole, even by the NCAA’s standards.

Sure. If there’s an internet to come back to and I’m still kicking around. I put the odds at... one chance in three.

The biggest threat to ice melting IS NOT SEA LEVELS RISING!!!

You’re outlining exactly the difference between the ozone hole and global warming.

The Point of No Return was about ten years ago.

My aunt once caught me red handed high as hell. My eyes were red, I smelled like pot, and was putting in eye drops. Instead of calling out what she saw with her eyes, she said “oh, are your contacts hurting?” I was wearing glasses.