Quiverfull is creepy af. It’s gotten to the point where I cast serious side-eye when I’m watching HGTV and a couple has more than 2 kids and mentions “space to homeschool” among their wish list for a new home.

There’s a picture opposite me
Of my primitive ancestry
Which stood on rocky shores and kept the beaches shipwreck free
Though I respect that a lot
I’d be fired if that were my job

Or if the automaker does a bunch of real world testing in different weather conditions to iron out the kinks before they actually release each model.

My suburb doesn’t allow HOAs, like there’s a law on the books that prevents them from being formed. The city council decided “No, enforcing rules about what you can and can’t do on your property is our job as a city, if there’s an issue we’ll deal with it.” and they do, nobody has dead cars in their yards, none of the…

Just think of how much chicken you could fit in one of those cat-in-the-hat hats.

Acting like he’s the king of the cowboys while riding with less ability than I had at 12 years old, and I have Cerebral Palsy.

If someone took an elbow to the temple like that in MMA it’d be an automatic TKO and everyone would be talking about what a brutal hit it was.

Yup, get em young then fill their heads with bullshit about the “thin blue line” and how you’re the only thing between the city and anarchy but everyone’s out to get you so ya gotta watch each other’s backs and blah blah blah. Nothing could possibly go wrong.

Car cranks the stereo volume up to max and screams “HEY FUCKTARD! OFF THE PHONE NOW OR I RUN US INTO A TREE!” After a couple of warnings the car shuts off all the airbags, unlocks the seat belt and aims for the nearest sufficiently hard object while calling the local hospital and letting them know that some viable…

Yeah but in the CHIPS episode the guy probably jumped out, ran up to them and explained the situation, then got a police escort to the hospital. Jump out of your car to try to explain what’s going on to the cops these days and there’s a pretty high chance your kid is going to be born to a suddenly single mother.

This being america they may not have wanted to tack however many thousands of dollars an ambulance ride is onto the expense of giving birth.

That may do for the posers and wanna-be rich, but the truly wealthy have chauffeurs to handle that sort of thing.

Heck I never played a second of any online MMORPG and I still instantly recognized the phenomenon from pen & paper RPGs. There’s always that one player who either wasn’t paying attention during the planning or just flat out says “Bored now, time to wack things with my axe” and charges in.

I had a rather excitable guy come to me at the library a couple of days ago wanting books about “The Moors” and eventually through much frustrating back and forth that he was not talking about the muslim inhabitants of the iberian peninsula during the middle ages, but the magical negros who came to the americas before…

From the video it looks like traffic is just starting to react to the green light, but then she comes blasting through at a high rate of speed that you couldn’t get from a standing start. I think she was approaching the light in a clear lane as it changed and just never slowed at all.

Yeah, we do the same thing. Once you get in the habit it’s pretty easy to remember to bring the bags out to the car and use them as intended.

To be fair it would also serve as a perfectly valid opening line from “The beginner’s guide to human existence.”

Reading the lawsuit it looks like he did in fact get financing through the dealership, but later learned that the payments and such were wildly divergent from the verbal info conveyed by the dealer. Plus the dealer didn’t apply his 4K trade-in to the loan, instead putting a 3K cash down payment on the paperwork. (No…

This. They don’t want a well paid, educated workforce, they want a bunch of poor, desperate (but white) serfs who will fight each other for whatever crappy jobs their overlords still haven’t outsourced. The ones who can’t get work as a servant get to be soldiers and die protecting their master’s overseas interests.

When they redid the bridge near my house they were briefly considering one of those diverging diamond interchanges. I’m so glad they didn’t because people around here can barely figure out which lane they should be in on a normal road.