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The first idea strikes me as punitive, not productive. No reason to tax a pistol a rape survivor carries or a rifle someone uses to hunt, you know what I mean?

“The baseline should be to control guns like we do cars”

As a gun owner, I’m for moderate gun control. The baseline should be to control guns like we do cars—licenses that require renewal and mandatory insurance. I think this would solve a significant amount of mass shootings.

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When I was about 7 or 8 (I’m a guy) I was dragged into the Sears Craftsman tools section by my father. He wanted a wrench or something. Lots of discussion, one-on-one with the salesman. I got impatient. Over and over again I whined, “Why, Daddy? Can we go?” He eventually turned to me and said, “Because this [tool]

Timberlake and Fallon are, like, an object lesson in how Hollywood will take anything that is kind of charming and drive it into the ground until you not only hate it, you hate yourself for ever having liked it.

Justin Timberlake’s Super Bowl Halftime Show Was Like Bad Breakup Sex

I have no idea who Janelle Monáe is

I was rather surprised to see the standard western attitude of “most Asian food is gluten free” here, when it actually is less so. When consuming Asian cuisine, you have to be much more careful about gluten consumption if you have celiacs because they have more common sources of it than Western cuisine. Most of the

D-O-G, when interviewed, said he himself doesn’t need training, as he is so naturally awesome, but is willing to assist those poor benighted dog-things in trying to slightly increase their own capabilities.

Donald Faison, after his contributions to humanity in the form of DuJour, will do whatever he wants, as far as I’m concerned.

This is awesome. If it’s a woman’s choice to wear the hijab, let’s honor her choice, and let’s give her a full array of options, befitting our capitalist society. :)

It’s definitely Prince Purple sobbing quietly

If you find yourself heating up a cube of Velveeta with a Bic and a spoon in a dirty gas station bathroom you may need to get help.

I remember reading somewhere that cheese is as addictive as drugs. I’ve done pretty much most of the most addictive illegal drugs. I’m not bragging or anything—I wish I could take back all the poor decisions, horrible acts, and brain damage (I was a world-class harpsichordist until one day I wasn’t) done while on

This. I expect the moment that cat realized what she was doing, it turned into a something akin to furry buzzsaw.

This made me cry. My boyfriend looked over at me and yelled “IS FIONA OKAY? ARE THOSE HAPPY TEARS OR SAD TEARS?! IS. FIONA. OKAY.”

These all pale, PALE, in comparison to the great Mae West as a bat circa 1934!

Just like child rape, there is only one valid defense to having sex with someone in police custody -

SO YOU’RE SAYING I HAVE A CHANCE NOW