Dumb. This was some “Hey look everyone, I’m a badass dad!” performance bullshit.

You can call your own child an annoying little pissant (or worse) all you want. But when you are in public or speaking in a forum that will be heard by a wide audience, you do NOT call someone else’s child anything like that.

But if the rats aren’t with you, they’re against you. And there’s a swarm of 10,000 of them. If only a couple dozen manage to get through, you’re pretty fucked.

10,000 rats and 50 hawks. It’s less about identifying the best defenses and more about eliminating the most dangerous offenses by putting them on my side. None of the other land-based animals can defend me against 10,000 angry rats. They might squish/maul/shoot a few hundred, but the sheer numbers will overwhelm them.…

It ain’t “autopilot” until I can pass out drunk behind the wheel and wake up safe in my driveway having broken no law. And that day will never actually come, will it? Because when a so-called “autopiloted” car eventually kills someone other than the owner, who’s going to be held responsible? Not the programmer who…

I’ve been thinking the same for two or three years now, yet here we are. Unfortunately his hardline asshole moron depth chart is bigger than I dared imagine.

My calendar is already booked - I plan on being balls-deep in a constitutional crisis around that time.

^ This guy corporates.

How is this pronounced? The shi (like shit without the t)? The chai (like chai tea)? The shy? The she? I’ve seen the word written, but I’ve never heard a person actually say “Chi town” so I dunno.

Wait a minute ... I thought that’s what people do when they actually really LIKE Seattle. They talk it down, say it sucks, go on and on and on about the rain, and tell everyone not to visit (or especially move) here. Right? Don’t give away the game!

“Trump is a riddle, wrapped in a mystery, inside an enigma, wrapped in a soft taco shell, covered with melted cheese, wrapped again in a stuffed-crust pepperoni pizza, then deep-fried!”

You show me Slender Man, and I see Jack Skellington. I just can’t get creeped out by this monster, no matter how hard I try.

If you train to issue warning shots, then sooner or later we’re going to be reading about another unarmed person shot and killed when the officer intended to merely fire a warning shot, but “missed.”

Three offenses and you get sent to Mr. Bonestripper.

It’s a drag, it’s a bore, it’s really such a pity to be looking at the logo, not looking at the city.

It WOULD be a disaster for Trump to fire Mueller, but the moment Trump senses (or, more likely, is told by his subordinates) that Mueller has him well and truly fucked, he’s going to do it. He’s going to pick disaster and all the uncertainty that comes with it, rather than take the loss. I expect he’ll choose a…

WTF did anyone expect? The whole track is covered with ice. They’re lucky if he doesn’t sue.

If the NFL is going to try to prevent players from kneeling during the anthem by making them stand during the anthem ... yeah, good luck with that. I foresee some well-populated locker rooms during the Banner.

You are, like, this close to saying “What’s a commercial?”

Easy, then they’ll just be a food source instead.