This is a variation on the riddle:
How do you make a small fortune in the stock market? Start with a large fortune.

Todd is a Frabbage. Or maybe a Cabbog?

That's great and all, but what is he actually going to do on a Habitat project when he looks like that?
Never mind the fact that his presidency was absolute trash.

"Produce the produce." is also a valid sentence in English.

Looks like the NYT grasp of science and technology hasn't changed much in the past 100+ years. Still gettin' wrong after all this time.

And then there's the child of satan in the red outfit, upper left.

Call the regular police line (not 911) and ask to file a report. Either they ask you to come in, or they offer to send an officer to you. Pretty simple either way.

That would be preferable to reality, especially for those two in particular.

She gets what she deserves.

Easy to sell bats as cute and cuddly if you only show pictures of the cute, cuddly ones.

I don't get it. Where is he?

What kind of heartless c*nt looks at her earnings (regardless of the source) and says, "That's MY money for ME" when she has partial or total custody of a child? Reprehensible.

Those hands were drawn by someone who had never seen an actual handshake (or actual hands) before.

That looks an awful lot like Butthead at age 25.

Not saying I worship the guy or anything, but shouldn't we allow people the grace to grow as people? First, it's hard to take a story like this at face value, but assuming it's true, do we use it as a basis to judge Ol' Musky forever after as a douchebag? Is there no scenario possible where someone may be allowed to grow and change over the course of their life?
This is what bothers me about condemning someone for a mean tweet they posted 10 years ago. Sure, out of context, it may look bad, but maybe stop for 5 seconds to consider whether that tweet is in line with everything else you know about a person's more recent history or whether it merely indicates that, at one time in their past, that person might have been a dick.

Back in my day, there were written instructions:
1. Push butt
2. Rub hands gently under arm
3. Wipe hands on pants
If you're old enough you know what I mean.

"Rejection Sensitive Dysphoria". First time I've heard it given such a fancy name. I will just note that the general approach to this type of dysphoria is to help people realize that their perception of themselves is not aligned with reality and to encourage them to discard that un-aligned perception in favor of reality.
Why do we not take the same approach with other types of dysphoria?

False accusations should be punishable with jail time and the dude should absolutely sue their asses.

The legendary "Craftsman House"

Doesn't quite work for me. Two of those are names of individual native americans and the other 2 are names of NA tribes. It really should be all individual names, but there probably aren't enough native americans that are widely enough known to pull this off. Geronimo, Crazy Horse, ???, Pocahontas.

"They have the same names as us!"