I just couldn't let the original commentor get away with saying the most ridiculous shit in this thread, I had to top them.

Perhaps the stone is cursed. All the employees were former guests, going back to before the first structure around the stone.

Seems like a bigger waste of time to just end up engaging with people who can vault over pictures, but can't handle nuance.

Start the discussion on an intellectual level, and those who can't grasp it can go read until they're ready to talk.

Or they can go find someone else who will argue with cartoons or whatever, I'm sure they'll be happier there.

Times are tough for everyone, even addicts. Maybe pushing off the next hit for a roof over their heads is saving lives. I'd suck a dick for Cracker Barrel, though.

Oh it's an absolutely terrible idea. But it is something one can do with an old phone.

Got asked to tip while buying a shirt at a concert. The three percentage options were 5, 10, and 15, so not nearly as crazy as this image, but still, it's kind of ridiculous. I try to rationalize tipping based on if it's a service that I can't perform. I can line up a shirt number with the box it's in and find a size, however I'm not a barber, a barista, or a chef. The percentage I give is based on setting. Standing, 10% or a buck, whichever is greater. Sitting, 20%. Barbers get 30%+.

The orphans must be crushed.

Can I get boosters? Extra protien? Flaxseed? Prions?

Certain weapons like Iron Dome interceptors can only really be used for that purpose. I'm sure if Hamas got their hands on the interceptors, they would make clever use of the warheads.

But I do agree with you. Whose to say they don't have enough munitions stockpiled already to shell Gaza for years to come? Or maybe purchase under the table from other supportive countries in Europe?

The imagery that comes to mind is a special israeli kid facing a football goal, ball at his feet. Behind the kid with the ball is an american, cheering him on and encouraging him. Across from them is an iranian goalkeeper.

The israeli kicks the ball, the american cheers and praises as the ball slowly rolls across the grass. The iranian goalkeeper dives dramatically in the wrong direction, allowing the ball to roll in.

The american raises the drooling israeli child onto his shoulders while the stadium erupts into praise and celebration of the kid's accomplishment.

Just talking about what I saw from my perspective. Your mileage may vary.