3,140, uh, somethings? LOL, I started without realizing they defined pi as 5.

I think they’re in the same bucket as Red Lobster and KFC. Used to be fantastic, spent a couple of decades trimming corners until all that was left was the grease.

Good Housekeeping had a small panty ad in the back where you could catch a hint of bush. I beat my meat like it owed me money.

At Lowe’s, Craftsman is bottom of the barrel for power tools we sell.

I’m actually that kinda guy. It would never occur to me that chainsawing the head of a whale corpse I found on the beach would be a no-no. It’s already dead! Not like I killed it. I’m also dumb enough to keep bird feathers I find. Yeah. That could be a problem given the wrong cop.

“SWEET! Giant skull! I’m hanging that shit at camp! (After the ants do their thing.)”

I really do hang skulls I find on the shed door. Got a deer, a small mammal with pointy canines, a box turtle and pieces of something the raptors left (rabbit?). One time the local dogs dropped a deer skull on my tent. Coughed loudly and scared hell out of 'em.

So did Martin Shkreli. (LOL, I Googled “guy who raised drug prices”. First hit from Gemini. Maybe AI ain’t so dumb?)

Shkreli not only bragged about it but had the nerve to be an insufferable little bitch while he was at it. With a punchable face. At least Holmes is cute.

Steal from the poor all ya like, never the rich. Reverse Robin Hood: A-OK.

I get those, but so rare that they still startle the shit out of me. Can’t describe the sound, since it’s all in my head. Not a sharp crack like a pistol, not a boom like a shotgun, not a crash like falling pots, not even in between, but every bit as loud.

Had it happen enough to be, “THE FU-! Oh. Whew. Just one of those things again. Back to the tinnitus.” (In a perverted way, I kinda dig the tinnitus. Not crippling like it is for many, just, “Neat! There it go again!”, and then my brain tunes it out.

Just a few clips of that movie scarred me as a child. Of course, so did the fembots.

And thank you! I merely followed directions, my first real IT job. But I’m proud to say I was there! As a private if not a general.

Figured I’d get a bunch of, “yeah, money, Botox, rich, yadda yadda yadda…” Of course that’s a thing, but still, my mom was balls out hot until she hit 60 or so, straight downhill, while still trying to look younger. Reba got some genes to fit those jeans.

You mean like the vast majority of the world and all but 10 US states? Don’t look up age of consent. For god’s sake don’t look at Western Europe.

(You meant “age of consent”, not “age of majority”.)

'71 takes a hella spin.

If someone gave me a statue of myself looking that pathetic, I’d thank them profusely and shove it in my sock drawer, only bringing it out when they visit.

Jesus, Reba still got it going on at 70

The people behind Trump who were wounded or killed would like a word. If it was staged, and the wound was fake, it would have been done with blanks.

I wouldn’t bet on a fucking Navy SEAL winging a moving target on the ear at 400-500’. Anyone thinking it was staged has two issues: They watched too many action movies and have never shot a rifle.

Thank you. I was on the Y2K team.

“It’s the big one!”

SHE TRANSED HIM!

(Yes, they’re using “trans” as a verb now.)

Yeah, I’d like to see the actual document. Hard to believe they said “anti-consumer” was their expectation. I think you’re right on one of those tow ideas!