“Where! Are! The nuclear! Subs! Deployed!”

In Alameda, I guess?

Yeah, but didn’t Kurt Russell and James Spader nuke the ship?

The transition and car crash stuff is pretty much all I know about Jenner. I never heard the name before that, and I never paid much attention after, either.

If I had unlimited F You money, I would either leave Nebraska or sponsor some carpetbaggers from New York or California, preferably enough of them to sway the elections here.

So, BJP are basically India’s equivalent of America’s Republican Party. Am I understanding this correctly?

I have to make do with the cards I’ve been dealt, unfortunately. Part of me wants to flip the table, but that is only going to make things worse.

“defending itself”

Right. Keep telling yourself that. When someone punches you in the nose, you don’t get to kill him, his family, his friends, and everyone who ever encountered him or knows of his existence and claim you’re just defending yourself.

Guess I forgot to include that they also have to have a nonzero chance of getting elected.

Well if someone actually good ran for President I’d vote for them. Until then, I’ll have to make do and vote for the person who isn’t actively trying to make the US as nightmarish as possible.

Here is toothpick. Take. Use to build house.

For me, the most dangerous spots as a pedestrian are when you’re walking along a busy road, facing traffic, and you need to cross a minor street or a parking lot outlet. Drivers coming out of those will usually start pulling forward without looking my direction even a single time. It doesn’t matter that they’re stopped. They could start moving at any time if they see an opening in the traffic to make their turn. I’ve nearly been run over a few times because of that.

It’s Murrikan cup and teaspoon.

3 teaspoons in a tablespoon.

16 tablespoons in a cup

4 cups in a quart.

3x16x4=192 teaspoons in a quart.

I think they meant good and bad in terms of skill level, not moral alignment.

Well, “Jewish Holocaust Denier” certainly wasn’t on my bingo card.

That or it traps me in captcha hell and won’t let me see anything. WTF, man?

that guy with crazy demon eyes

Kenneth Copeland?