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Thaag the Troll
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First time I drove south to Florida after getting my own motorcycle license (and having helmet-wearing hammered into my skull), about had a heart attack seeing people on bikes without helmets. It still scares the shit outta me.

I can’t see how the tribe’s request was unreasonable. Were it a Christian graveyard, that request would have been granted without question.

I get you. And Bugs Bunny was one of those masterfully written cartoons that were designed to work on both a child and adult level—the kids would miss the wink-wink references like that one.

Purposeful mispronunciations have deeper meaning. Calling some one a moron but saying “maroon” (which was a more common term back in the day as an alternative to saying the slur that rhymes with “bigger”) deepens the insult to, “You’re not just stupid, you’re African-American.”

So yes, Bugs Bunny (more precisely, his

This is the reason why the word “maroon” used a la Bugs Bunny is a racial slur.

**points and nods vigorously**

The look on EPN’s face in that photo though....

It’s the kind of squick that summons the memory of knowing he wants to bang her. Ew.

I’m not entire sure he can spell TPP without prompting.

I hope he lives a long and miserable life full of regret, shame, and emptyness. Especially the emptiness. Of his bank account.

LOL my adoptive mother regretted the name I was born under, and when my adoption was final, my name was legally changed. (I never noticed the difference, I was an infant.)

Roger Ailes should wade directly into the sea.

I am not sure even the ocean wants to touch him.

All this is why domestic violence laws need to be folded into all the other violence laws. Just because it’s happening at home between people familiar to each other doesn’t mean it’s “lesser” violence. If anything, it’s worse.

Nico LaHood claims in the video that he has a friend who’s “on the bench for Merck — he’s a scientist, he was in clinical development,” who didn’t vaccinate his children.

Here’s your cat ass trophy.

Now I want an approximation of a burkini...I always wore a black spandex long-sleeve shirt and shorts swimming in Hawaii because I wanted to swim in the ocean for hours but I buuuurn so easy (Polish genes never saw the sun). Those burkinis look hella comfy.

Mine did. In fact, they flat-out told their dad they weren’t going to Germany and wanted to live with me for the rest of their childhood.

As long as the atmosphere is breathable and not, say, like the planet Venus or Jupiter, and the food is delicious and not spoiled and rancid, I give zero fucks what the wait staff looks like. (If they’re hot it’s like a bonus, but food is food.)

I’m with you except I am an MCO and the day they make me wear nasty high heels is the day I may even go back to retail.

I’m at work. I have tears streaming from my face, I can’t make a sound because I used up all my breath laughing and now my abs are sore.

I’m really glad that our station’s owner’s son is super-cool. He was looking at me funny.