With news so dire, you’re going to wanna enroll in the Rifle, Hipflask & Church Steeple Club©.
…well, duh, O Commie Dwarf: more “workers’ rights” = “less money to fund space exploration”.
…these ads are created by city trendies who have no teenage girls.
…name just ONE.
…and when you read the criteria for membership, you’ll be thankful that you don’t qualify.
…it will stop when you stop worrying and start ignoring.
…oh man, would I love to introduce this snowflake to some real Gestapo agents, or a couple apartheid-era South African cops of my acquaintance.
…the word you are looking for is “betrayed”, not “outed”. Punishable by:
…and if I called for a volunteer to push this asshole out of the chopper, I’d be killed in the stampede.
…you have to ask yourself who would be surprised by this news item.
…from the Department of the Blindingly Obvious.
…and the very next day after that happens, someone’s going to shoot you in the face. Enjoy the revolution.
…and she looks pretty much as you suspect she would. Ordinarily I would tell her boyfriend to find another woman, but from the looks of him, she’s probably as good as he’ll ever get. — Dr. Kim
And now, to cheer you all up after all the bad news:
One for my Readers Over There:
Let’s hear it for the Ozzies:
For my Canucki-Readers:
Finally, for the Seffricans:
Requests from other nations’ Readers will be taken under consideration.
