That fart machine gag only works well once..maybe twice. Then it’s time to move on to the next project.

As long as there is an episode where Amy Adam’s character hauls off and slaps the shit out of her mother. That will be plenty of plot resolution for me.

Well, the real mystery here (as voiced by that one incredulous archaeologist guy) is why the original archeologists “never actually dared to play them?”

Yeah, I just replied to a Drew post that will never be seen because I bad mouthed Pareen for not voting.

Somewhat ironically you will never see this because Deadspin not only greyed me out..but flat out blocked my comments for? ragging on the guy that didn’t vote?..

Our only hope is that Pooty (being an only slightly smarter megalomaniac than the Traitor himself) becomes so overwhelmed by his new unearned sense of world dominating power that - he overplays his hand.

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAhaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGH!”

(Those ellipses say) Splinter: It’s right there in the name!

So just to remember the calendar for November:

You know, when Obama was starting his second term....

Seems as plausible as any other explanation.

You know, just before until right after Gawker died. For the brief period it was Fusion - I had actual hope it would be a great political blog. Something better than Gawker ever was.

Recently, but sporadically, when I star a comment the “You Recommended a Comment” balloon has a bunch of multicolored (depending on the site) text saying. “This article will be saved to your profile”. Which is weird for just upvoting a comment.....not the article itself.

FTF......?

Absolutely.

That is actually ....- really extremely impressive?

“interesting that you mention those two when they’re apparently examples of book sales getting propped-up by think tanks and the like buying up copies”

It wasn’t a chain, it was locally owned. Only existed in the three local malls. Thus the beer service.

Well, they apparently consume every bit of drivel extruded by the likes of O’Reilly and Coulter - so this may look like a veritable William F. Buckley masterpiece to them.

Yet smart enough to find your mom’s chacha. Go figure?