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I dunno... maybe she just shouldn't have swallowed that IUD in the first place.

"I don't tolerate that kind of malarky in my house, little lady."

Actually, it DOES, and we WIN!!! Luke 17:35

Well the actual branding does sting like a bitch.

Hard to tell, but the Bible never says anything bad about lesbianism, so it must be a-okay with God!

That's definitely part of the problem, too. They're designing women wearing flimsy tops and bikinis, when they should be wearing more armor or protection of some sort. So they design this hardly-even-there tops, and say, "Well, their boobs WOULD be moving, while wearing this!"

Yeah, they probably would be, but no

They don't move around even remotely as much as some people seem to believe. Especially not when, taking into account of most action games, the female character would likely have gone through some effort to minimize such uncomfortable movement. Yes, it can HURT when breasts, especially large ones, move a great deal. I

that would've saved the world a lot of trouble, methinks.

I find it scary that there is apparently a segment of the population that absolutely cannot empathize with another person's situation until they specifically go through the same thing themselves. Also scary: People that think that sending death threats to strangers in any way constitutes humor.

can't believe I wrote all those extra words

OMG! That reminds me of the day my dad told me my mom had been fired. — since I was maybe four year old, I thought she had literally been set ablaze. I was pretty sure I was supposed to feel sad that my mom was dead, but my dad didn't seem all that fazed, so I kept my festerign grief to myself. You can imagine my

When I was in 2nd grade, my class made gingerbread cookies. The teachers orchestrated an elaborate ruse where they pretended the gingerbread cookies ran away. They left flour trails around the school, and wrote messages from the gingerbread cookies with chalk. Messages like "Run run as fast as you can, can't catch

I (and my best friend, but it was my idea) dragged a wagonload of rocks from my gravel driveway around our neighborhood, selling them door to door. Because we were little (about four) and cute, we made like $5, which in 1975 was really good money for a preschooler.

One time when I was playing with the dolls that my grandmother would buy me in an attempt to make me a girly girl, I stripped the clothes off all of them except for one. I then arranged all of the naked dolls in a circle around the clothed doll, with their legs bent back and their arms up, clearly worshipping her. My

Get a roasted chicken started (we roast ours on top of a mix of cauliflower, brussels sprouts, and sweet potatoes), and smoke after about an hour. A fresh roasted chicken with nice crispy skin and a bunch a shmaltz-drenched veggies is just stunning when you're high. Plus you'll be doubly impressed that you made it

Me too! I'm road tripping to Philly to see them and I just cannot handle how psyched I am.

I saw them a week ago today, and it was fucking amazing. Their spirit and energy onstage are fantastic. They seriously rocked my face off.

Saw them last week. Ears still ringing.