Hey now, you ever see springtime in Detroit? Its... less depressing than winter?

I wish the party had spent more time, you know trying to protect the ability to vote, telling their chosen nominee that she needed to do more than not be a Republican, and stopped making her think that the sun shone out of her ass. Their sense of inevitability did more to turn off voters than the man who actually…

It was on a playground, and athletics happen there.

So “go fuck yourself, you’re not a Democrat. But go get the votes we need that our ACTUAL candidate can’t get.” If that’s really how you think politics should work, then it’s going to be 2 terms for Trump.

Link is going to have a really hard time finding all those triforce pieces, fuck.

It’s just triangles all the way down.

Ooh, yes. Mayweather will be anticipating movement where there is none, and that’s when McGregor will throw his glove to the ground, slap Mayweather across the face, and yell “Dartanian” in a foppish Irish brogue. It’s genius.

Fucking 3-d chess right here.

They literally have beach police who will come around who will stop you if your hole gets to any decent size and they will fill in your hole.

I use a jellyfish and man-o-war glaze on the sides of my holes.

And don’t leave tents, chairs, etc out over night.

It would be like the Hulk or Superman Returns. They would just ignore it and just make another one. People love Star Wars and want to love Star Wars. Even if it gets terrible or completely different (new actors, stories that don’t make sense), people will still love it. I guess it might become like a classic rock…

Globalism that doesn’t properly distribute the gains from globalism has downsides, yes. As with every economic theory it doesn’t take into account that humans are greedy shits.

Globalism doesn’t have a downside is like saying Oreos are a health food. You can say it but it doesn’t make it true.

“There’s not really a downside” LOL

You can have a job in my concert hall right now. I can’t even get my own house managers to seat people at the end of a movement, let alone the whole damn piece. Concert etiquette is a dying art.

A long, long time ago.