I think we should pass a constitutional ammendment stating if there’s no possible logical defense of a law beyond “because,” it’s unconstitutional and invalid. Either everybody should be allowed to show off their nipples in public, or nobody should, and the penalties and enforcement for doing so should be equal…

“Mayor Rahm Emmanuel to get Tasered by Chicago Citizens”

There’s 32 hours left of 2015 (at least in my time zone.) Plenty of time left for Trump’s campaign to implode so hard it brings the entire GOP to its grubby little knees, and our year truly could have the most perfect ending.

Right? I don’t know about everyone else, but I always love when the villian in my media is a sad, entitled little tantrum-throwing pissbaby. That’s what I find truly compelling in an antagonist. It makes them so... real and believable.

I’d bet money that you hit the nail right on the head here. No matter how rich you are, nobody goes out to get classy local traditional food when they’re stoned. Getting high and ordering shitty, horrible delivery food or driving through the taco bell is what brings us all together, from all ends of the economic…

I had a friend who spent a year in Japan. What she missed the most was peanut butter, which is apparently not a thing over there, at all. She eventually found an ‘American Culture’-themed gift store which carried tiny little miniature jars of peanut butter, less than 2 oz each, I believe, and bought all of them.

Ya know, plenty of people saw The Matrix and thought to themselves “Yes. This is it. This will be me from now on. This brilliant cinematic masterpiece will inform all of my fashion choices for the rest of my life because it’s sooooo cooooool!”

My dick slammed shut. I’m not entirely sure how that’s anatomically possible, but it definitely did anyway.

Right? I’m guessing whoever did this wasn’t a particularly happy high-schooler themselves. Maybe they held a grudge against OP, or were jealous of her or something, but... I don’t get it. I didn’t have a particularly pleasant high school experience either, but I grew up, moved on, and got the fuck over it. I can’t…

Yup. The entire GOP presidential clown car is full of fuckchildren (not fuckboys specifically, because Carly Fiorina.)

Long-expired, damp, and fungus-ridden barrel of instant orange drink powder from the deepest forgotten corner of a doomsday prepper’s fallout shelter Donald Trump.

Funny, I was just coming here to say something about “Carrot Top’s long-lost estranged father”

I’m pretty sure the white male audience is supposed to get over any weird-ass sexist hangups they may still be carrying around and identify with Rey, because she’s fucking cool.

During the next debate, he’s going to pull Trump’s toupee off. We’ll all be thoroughly surprised and... shaken up, by what’s beneath it.

“bear-chested”

He’s from somewhere in NYC, right? Well you know: big villiage, big idiot. Come get him and take him back, New York. It’s gone too far.

Right? I read that and thought “dang, what a solid argument for exactly the opposite of what you’re arguing for! Well done!”

It’s written in flash, I believe. You’d have to visit it on not-an-ipad to get much out of it.

Welcome

Remember when they tried to make ‘normcore’ a thing? As in, “Haha I dressed like a commoner today! Check out my ‘crocs’ and my ‘overalls’ hehe. This is what the normals wear!”