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1. over 9 years ago on Endtown

   And you can tell that… how? LOL! An Internet comment section is hardly the place to make that judgement.

2. over 9 years ago on Endtown

   Didn’t read all the posts before I did. I think you have it covered…

3. over 9 years ago on Endtown

   A quote from Revelation comes to mind here…

   “And the winepress was trampled outside the city, and blood came out of the winepress, up to the horses’ bridles, for 1600 furlongs (almost 200 miles).” Rev 14:20, NKJV

   Is Wally looking at his judgement day?

4. over 9 years ago on Mike Lester

   There will be war eventually, now. Either Iran will eventually outright attack Israel, or Israel will launch a first strike in its own defense. And with ISIS in between…

5. over 9 years ago on Prickly City

   Pluto is made of a lot of ice (water, methane, nitrogen, and carbon monoxide), but is hardly a comet. It shares a lot in common with several moons like Triton and Enceladus.

   And Pluto does “cross” Neptune’s orbit, but it’s own is so inclined the two won’t ever meet. It is past Neptune again, for the next 230 odd years.

6. over 9 years ago on Prickly City

   Pluto and Charon are providing more information, mysteries, and surprises than we’ve seen in a long time. And it’s hardly the edge of our solar system… Sedna might take dispute with that. And Eris, Haumea, Makemake, Orcus, Ixion, Quaoar, and all the other dwarf planets orbiting beyond Pluto.

7. over 9 years ago on Henry Payne

   Which is why Israel still exists.

8. over 9 years ago on Endtown

   I don’t think Sarah was ever never evil. She ditched Jim at the drop of a hat, never seemed to give a lizard dropping about her cohorts, and now seems to be the leader of a mob. Hey, if you hadn’t robbed them and locked them up, your city wouldn’t have been burned! But I’m sure she’ll try to make it seem her way. . .

9. almost 10 years ago on Endtown

   One tomcat who has not been neutered.

10. almost 10 years ago on Frankie Comics

    Mine are always getting on the scrubs I lay out to put on, or in the laundry basket itself.