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The movie is First Blood, not Rambo. Rambo wasn’t in the title until the second movie.

End of the line. Look at the track.

That reporting. Imagine her quote was an answer to a yes/no question. “imagine being and artist and having nearly 8 million monthly listeners on spotify but earning more money from having 1000 people subscribe to pictures of your feet. don’t hate the player, hate the game.”

The reporting doesn’t match her statement.

It’s worth noting that Allen doesn’t actually claim she earns more money from OnlyFans than Spotify. “imagine being and artist and having nearly 8 million monthly listeners on spotify but earning more money from having 1000 people subscribe to pictures of your feet. don’t hate the player, hate the game.”

Without context, that’s the only way to read it. That leads me to side with the Rep on this dude’s writing.

First, I didn’t say it came to a dead stop before it dropped. I think the impalement killed its momentum. Second, fast probably wasn’t the right word, but she hit the gas hard enough to climb that bollard. I was thinking she just plowed into it, but she might’ve backed into it slowly, got stopped, didn’t know why, then pressed down harder on the gas. That would explain the minimal impact.

No, that bollard didn’t budge. She backed into it fast enough to shoot the SUV straight up the bollard, it clears the bumper, and BAM! — the SUV dropped down on the bollard. That bumper should have crumpled, but it was rugged and rounded enough to deflect the impact downward or, equal and opposite reaction, send the vehicle upward. Traffic bollards are still tough enough to stand up to SUVs, but not tall enough to be seen by the drivers.

Looks like Lindsey doesn’t shop at Trader Joe’s.

Both.

There are those who sing “I’m a creep, I’m a weirdo,” and those who claim to be “the opposite of weird.”

Trump not being in my local news is yet another wonderful aspect of growing up in Hawaiʻi. My exposure to him was in tabloid entertainment news where he still belongs.

I’m old enough to remember when that was every day. Now we gotta wait for Don-old to kick the bucket (from natural causes, obviously) to bring those days back.

The hem at the end of the leg has extra length that can be let out as the child grows. When the child grows an inch, you can unstitch the hem to keep the ankles covered. It’s like cuffed pants except stitched.

Nah. Everyone knew everyone back then, and my uncle loves sharing his stories. Basically all he did was tell that then-eight year old story, which still holds up.

My uncle was in that story. Decades ago, he told his boss a program would stop working in eight years (8-bit limitation, yeah, that long ago). His boss told him to ship it because they weren’t going to be there in eight years. Sure enough, they weren’t. Eight years later, their IT guy contacted my uncle because he couldn’t figure out why it stopped working, and my uncle showed him the math.

I also would not hire a white man to play the new Psylocke. No context quotes mean we get to insert our own, right?