My boxer puppy had a murmur. She lived 11 years, and didn't go on meds until she was 9. Much love.

I didn't buy some skull cups once. They haunted me until I made it happen. I love them so much. Go get that skull!

Thanks for sharing this. I appreciate that it is difficult for people who haven’t been in a pit to understand, but I went to Slayer on Mother’s Day this year, and would describe the mosh pit mood as nothing short of delightful. I’m an ancient (39) single female, and I felt it was a safe place where I could vent a…

Thanks for sharing this article. I’m in Sonoma County and it’s nice to see a rememberence of that life-altering time here on my favorite website.

My cat’s name is Nausicaa Valley of the Wind. You have to say the entire name upon introductions, and then can go to the familiar, Nausicaa.

In California it is not legal to sell tobacco at dispensaries. Not even blunts.

This is infinitely re-watchable. I wish I could quantify the joy I’ve gotten from this fumble. We’ve all done this before, and so we all know the joy of a recovery like this. Perfect content here. Forever relatable and shareable. Thank you, kotaku.

I was a passenger in a crash where I had my foot up on the window ledge. I almost lost my leg. It was soooo comfortable, until it suddenly wasn’t. It was legal, but it was also fucking stupid.

Starred for Samurai Champloo.

Really gives a new meaning to bolt the door.

I hope he is adequately charged for what he has done.

I hope the arrest sparks a change in the husband’s behavior.

I spent nearly 10 years working for the world’s largest manufacturer of hydroponic growing supplies. And the class one schedule of cannabis made it extremely difficult to study and research the product we were claiming to be experts on. But the next best thing to growing cannabis was growing hops.