Ideally yeah, but unfortunately animals, like humans, can be picky eaters. I’ve had cats that would only eat the crappy Meow Mix they had been fed prior to adopting them. Most of them never touching the Blue Buffalo or Hills Science Diet we bought for them.

.223/5.56 is only a hundredth of an inch wider than a .22, and the military decided they were more than enough to use in a combat situation (heavier, longer slug and higher grain content, but still).

Look, I used to help run a wildlife rehabilitation facility with my parents for years, and I am very, very compassionate about animals - wild or domesticated.

Aye, most comedians are actually very intelligent.

Why can't we just have our anal battles without worrying about sex? 

Fun fact: in the UK, ear-wigs are commonly called “battle twigs”.

Maneater got a shit load of coverage. 

I mean, one can quit smoking weed whenever they want, too.

A fucking 150 bone fee for a government service request?

Seconded on Sprint.

Hell, basically anywhere in S.E. Asia. There are alot of places you could live incredibly comfortably on a million bones. 

Yeah no, you’re right about the jaw locking thing. There’s a particular incident I always think of when I think of their jaw strength, and at the time when it happened it would seem like their jaws do lock.

Aye, and I get it to a certain extent.

Yes, exactly.

Yeah, unfortunately I’ve seen and read into alot of what Vick was doing, and it’s tough to go through all of it (or any of it).

The last supper one is great, but there’s a major missed opportunity not putting Wario or Bowser in Judas’ spot on the table.

I'm here till Friday. 

Basically the only food I eat is at dinner. I haven’t had breakfast in so long I don’t even remember the last time. And maybe, possibly once a month I’ll eat something that could be called “lunch”.

I dont blame him at all for not wanting to take his seat belt off. Seems kind of like a leading question, in that there’s a reason why they went you to reach out of view, to your hip.

I’ve had a handful of Pits myself, and they have been some of the best dogs I’ve ever had. My brother rescued a fighting Pit bull from a dog fighter - with a head the size of a dinner plate, too - that turned out to be one of the gentlest, most loving dogs we’ve ever had. We even named him Sugar.