Nah, see. Back in 1797, the first skydiver was invented. Went up in a balloon, detached himself from it at such a height, then plummeted to Earth. On the way down, he deployed his prototype parachute, slowing his descent. Hit the ground, all kinds of pain, but he lived.

Kind of agree. Do they shame hikers who get lost, or skydivers who break a leg on landing or whatever?

Has that ever been Marvel’s line, though? The vibe they give me has pretty much been “except for these two instances, it will never happen so stop asking.”

It sucks because I try to buy the kids the ONE THING they want the most (within reason) and one thing I think they would like, the rest is books or clothes or what have you. But then their grandparents, aunts and uncles buy them literal carloads of stuff.

Won’t happen, because the left is further subdivided by a million factions, each too resentful of the other to take up arms against their true enemy. Meanwhile, the true enemy hates everything and any target is as good as another.

Everyone who votes for this asshole should win a chance for their grandchildren to spend a half hour alone in a locked room with Ray Moore.

Best Catcher in the Mariners Farm System isn’t exactly a prestigious title.

Yeah, interest on loans doesn’t affect anything.

Yeah, that is the sad thing.

I agree that hollow support of vets is disgusting, but then you went full retard. You’re an edgy little shit, and I fully encourage you to follow through on your urge to drop-kick someone at a buffet for getting a discount you aren’t entitled to.

That may be the case now, but it hasn’t always been, and it’s only a matter of time before Washington sets its sights on these ‘entitlement programs.’ Don’t pretend it hasn’t happened before.

“The truth is unwelcome these days.”

I, too, have dwelt in that cave. I would purposely pick Percy up and call him Skarloey or Diesel 10, and my youngest would go bananas every time “That’s P*ssy!!”

He probably didn’t vote for that.

Can’t post an image, but there was a 1981 Matchbox car named “Raised Rabbit” and it looked exactly like the Rabbit/Jeep thing posted here.

Sage Hill Bottle Depot manager Nicole Dunai is attempting to get the rock moved in front of the building

Meanwhile, I bought one for my 7yo so he can just ask Alexa to play The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald over and over and over again instead of having him borrow my phone and gumming it the hell up.

“Now, I know I’m pretty, but I ain’t as pretty as a couple of”

All of that. I am queasily certain that we are going to be stumbling around dumbfounded next November, wondering why our pussy hats and thumbs down didn’t turn the country around.

If it hadn’t already died so hard, I think Tarantino would have made a great Firefly film.