Aw man, so who is going to write this new version of the Canterbury Tales? I'd read that.

I don't care if I get eaten by a puma. It seems like a good way to go.

My city was raised after terrible flooding problems. The original first floors are still there, though, so a lot of downtown buildings (that haven't been torn down for high rises) have big finished basements with doors that lead to solid brick walls. Lots of businesses are still down there, too, which makes you wonder what would happen if it flooded really badly again.

uh huh. Those totally don't don't sound like explanations that were chosen to shoe-horn a little christianity in to existing customs. Right.

I always wondered why kids would chomp down on something, realize it tastes terrible, and then KEEP ON EATING IT. Jesus, kids!

welp, THAT relationship is gonna work out just great, I can tell.

what, exactly, did you expect to see going on in there?

I especially like the wint-o-green lifesavers the gal in the red sweater is wearing as earrings!

having had a car basically destroyed by repeated attempts to break in to it (there wasn't anything left worth stealing after the first one!) I wouldn't be mad at all if someone just opened my unlocked door and took a candy bar. I just hope he/she LOCKED the door as they were on their way out.

recently saw a recipe on pinterest for concord grape ice cream. Sounds pretty gross to me, honestly.

Left... Over... Candy? I don't grok this concept

WHEN are people going to learn that the only way eating bugs is palatable is when you can't SEE the dang things? I don't eat whole cow heads, either, guys.

All I saw was the paint, I can't see oiled up legs no matter how long I look at it.