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Women: I'd rather be alone with a bear than a man in the woods. Men are violent and scary.

Women in the woods:

Odds pay double if it's a sheboon.

I bought my first game last summer, a 1977 Gottlieb, and have been fixing it up like new. Just wondering if any other goats share my love for the silver ball.

"You fool. You speak of money? Of 30 trillion? This country owes a debt, not of money, but of blood. We have angered God and the wage of that sin is the inevitable death that awaits us. And I have come to collect that debt. Not by my own hand, but by theirs- by encouraging them to continue to roll around in the filth of their own sin, to bring closer to their house the wrath of a God who is owed justice. Don’t you see it? We have entire parties, whole movements dedicated to the promotion of pure evil. Do you think it’s a coincidence that the abortionist, the pornographer and the groomer all find common cause and aggressively march to protect one another? Of course not- the creed of all three is the destruction of innocence, because they’ve debauched themselves past even mere callousness and into a disfigured spiritual state of pure burning hatred towards anything beautiful- anything that reminds them that there’s something in the world aside from their own hideousness."

I'm surprised it made it this far.

"Ima use you as an example to show the Jewish people that told you to call me that no one can threaten or influence me."

Looking forward to conspicuously reading this around my liberal neighborhood.

When you cut open a watermelon and you see where the flesh has separated from itself, like a fault, where the texture is cellular and light... that is the geological equivalent of an ore vein. That's where the good stuff is.

I'm starting up my first campaign with some friends. I've played before but this is my first time as DM.

Wondering if any of you have tips for a first timer?

This is what happens when real people pose a real threat of real consequences. I am still not satisfied with their statement and I'm going to continue to contact them about denouncing trans activism, but it is a bellwether.

Shout out to all the Goats who called their reps.

Classically patrolled by one of the best British big bands (say that five times fast!)

There are some things that I cannot explain, anymore, that I can no longer attribute to human nature gone awry. This must be evil.

I hardly eat candy anymore, but it was my favorite flavor. It's a small pleasure, but I can enjoy something the way it used to be.