Anything less than reining in the grossly distorted interpretation of the Second Amendment we’re operating under now is totally inadequate.

I haven’t waited tables in maybe 25 years and I sold my last restaurant 7 years ago, but whenever this happened I’d say “I’ll be back when you’re ready.”

Oh look, another turd with parents that leave firearms laying around.

“If I’m not playing guitar, snapchatting or streaming on Twitch I you should probably call the police found a job.”

I have a Spanish colleague at work. One day I said that a tortilla made from leftover 5 Guys fries might be fun and she moved me from “Favorites” to “Other Contacts” in Skype.

I’m going to totally wing my meeting Friday morning, maybe make a bitchin PowerPoint deck.

Look it’s still hot garbage, they just have better marketing.

This guy is going to have to buy a farm and have all his food delivered by armed guards for the rest of his life, otherwise he’s going to an unwilling salivatarian.

Mike Kelly only sees Black or Latinx people when he reluctantly visits the half of Erie County that went to his District when the Republicans went a-gerrymandering.

Truth be told, the only thing worth buying at Publix are the subs and after reading the article I’m pretty sure the subtle flavor that haunts and evades me is rodent droppings, improperly refrigerated meat and unwashed hands.

This is the comment I was searching for.

And here I thought nothing could make either one of them unattractive. To be fair it looks more like a random furniture/car salesman and a realtor who dabbles in MLM.

I used to spend time with relatives in Joshua Tree back in the 60's and 70's. Going into town meant two things, getting a Coke at the gas station vending machine for a quarter and being told every damn time “I remember when it was still a nickel.”

You’re letting that keep you from trying out a perfectly useful item? My Aunt (85) has (and uses) one that belonged to her Great Great Grandmother. I have the Le Creuset one, but I also have a really cool one from the late 60's that was made in Laguna Beach when it was still an artsy little beach town.

Soft butter always, unless the house is freezing cold.

All I know is she’s picturing him naked. It’s how she stays thin.

INT: Oval Office

I tried to participate for years and my carrier would never collect the bag.