Hey, now. I had the flu once, and, after it didn’t go away for three days, I took some homeopathy. It was gone in another three days. Science can suck it!
Hey, now. I had the flu once, and, after it didn’t go away for three days, I took some homeopathy. It was gone in another three days. Science can suck it!
Why does Spider-Man sound like one of the 90s Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, dude? (Who says “dude” anymore?)
I suppose you’re going to tell me next that matter is really a lot of empty space, Dr. Buzz Killington.
Lots of express kidnappings and body parts mailed to your loved ones in order to get you to pay here in the US, eh? No? That’s why it’s news.
Sorry, is that a question? (She played Chun Li, too, and she’s Canadian.)
Yeah, but those eyes, tho...
I’m too lazy to check if anyone has mentioned this, but Kristin Kreuk.
When you pitch around Fielder, you... Nah, too easy.
As a public health practitioner, I’ve decided to help people who have made some very bad decisions. These decisions are the result, many times, from structural and institutional conditions around them. For example, obesity comes from the lack of available healthy food, the over-abundance of cheap junk food, and the…
I’d show them the mortality rates from measles vs. autism. I’ll take autism over measles pneumonia, measles encephalopathy, measles cornea damage, and measles ear infection any day of the week.
In 2011, there was a rather big outbreak of measles in the Somali refugee community in Minnesota. Many of the cases were children too young to be vaccinated. As Minnesota public health officials tried to encourage the entire Somali community to vaccinate and stop the outbreak, what did Andy Wakefield — not a doctor…
I just shat myself a little. Just a little... Just enough.
“Womano-a-Womano”? You think “mano a mano” means “man to man,” don’t you?
So glad you changed the language about a handful of cases before Brazil.
This is great. Inbox just needs to get the label/tag system worked out and we’re good to go.
Thanks, Captain Buzz Killington. Now to blow off all this cash.
I plan to be fired off into space in the hopes that a technologically advanced intelligence will know how to reanimate me.
And the “bros” are out in full force against the female science writers who are pointing this out.
“Mr France”? Is that what you call him because he signs your paycheck? Or is it because he demand you call him that in your most intimate of encounters with him?
My life is a farce.