It’s Washington State, so this bill will go nowhere. Thank God.

This is what happens when your headphones explode on an airplane.

Bannon has the key to the food locker, and the strawberries.

Show me his obituary and you’ll have something.

He can be my caddy, but he has to wear chaps.

Who cares? It’s a castle. Count your blessings and pass the wine.

Wow. I can’t get through even 10% of the comments.

Guess what? When you fire a weapon with a silencer, it isn’t silent at all. It still make a hell of a lot of noise. You can hear it a long way off. At the firing range, you still have to wear hearing protection.

This is a shame. How will we bet on what color ballet flats Jess will wear?

Was she hit by Camille Pagila?

Where else but the Buffyverse can one play poker for kittens?

Google, Amazon, and Facebook are all collaborating on a Buffybot right now.

He should star in the new Russian Hunger Games on the Siberian taiga, perhaps as one of the released criminal targets.

That’s not a bear, that’s Alex Balk.

I saw his handwriting all the time on various draft documents we collaborated on. It was amazing. It was like reading drafts of the Constitution or Declaration of Independence, every day. Letters of Marque and Reprisal, Commissions, Ambassadorial appointments, and all Matters of Public Record could be recorded by Gary…

I remember going there once in the off-season, not quite winter but not quite spring either, because my friend Gary liked a particular sandwich at some nearby seaside bistro. We had been lieutenants together in the Army and I remember he had the most beautiful handwriting imaginable, Thomas Jeffersonesque in its…

This is so true. You can spot them a mile away.

This is wonderful writing. I know exactly how you feel. Exactly. I too am worthy of love, and someday I shall find it.

That’s brilliant.

Well, this is fine, because Trump would have a woman waxed for his chest.