I can go lower.

For college football fans, Shutdown Fullcast, the only college football podcast. They occasionally accidentally talk about football.

The US approach to donation is odd, to say the least. You can’t be paid for blood, or organs. Blood products, like plasma, aren’t actually regulated and you can be compensated for them. The companies that collect those blood and organs you can’t profit from? They can make money from those transactions.

Went to school with Weston Wamp. His dad was a professional congresscritter, and it was pretty clear all he was ever interested in was politics. Not very bright, not very athletic, but always shaking hands. I doubt he has any real understanding of the situation outside what an advisor told him. He won the Special Olympics of jobs, since he was running as a Republican for local elections in Tennessee. I value his opinion just slightly more than my dogs, as I suspect he knows not to eat his own poop, but he’s basically just a fine combination of nepotism and entitlement and shouldn’t be allowed to counsel people unless it’s on how to make a career without any marketable skills.

The one thing they’re good at unless someone is trying to make a terrorist attack against Russia.

She wants martial law? Does she realize that’d mean soldiers would have shot her on January 6th?

He was a part of a group holding a large American flag at midfield, I think for a Giants game. He’s holding it at his waist and it’s flapping in the wind.

While this is spot on, it’s worth noting revelations was almost certainly about Rome and Roman emperors. The seven hills aren’t a coincidence.

Last submarine became a fireplace.

There’s gonna be a really weird uptick in prostate cancer in 30-40 years.

The fibula isn’t a weight bearing bone. The part near the ankle is important, as it’s part of the joint, but the middle doesn’t do much. It’s frequently used for bony reconstruction, like for head and neck cancer surgeries.

He might want to check to see how the troops and their leaders feel about that.

To shreds, you say?

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Denethor: I don’t care for Faramir.*