Bonus bounce. || His is bigger. || I bring you the arts. || Being overly curious. || Best not to, really. || The thrill of laundry. || In a gentleman’s colon, obviously. || Guys, you’re not helping. || Hair crisis. || Incoming. || Incoming 2. || In case you were wondering. || I want one and so do you. || “Within walking distance” – Apollo 12, lightning strikes, and Playboy bunnies. || The progressive retail experience, parts 462, 463 and 464. || Always respect the media. || Pagbag. || I’m guessing some of you will have an opinion on this. || When you’re unaccustomed to consequences. || Direct hit. || I didn’t know this was a thing. || “Thank you.” || Two types of customer, or a lesson in the aforementioned consequences. || And finally, via Mark, the volume control interfaces you’ve always dreamed of.

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Rust of some significance. || The French being French. || The atmosphere of the Sun. || When you want to be at an angle. || Incoming. || Incoming 2. And yes, they survived. || One for the bargain hunters. || Our betters being better than us. || Washing instructions should always be read carefully. || Nesting materials. || At last, a dance music genre quiz. Can you sort the dubstep and glitch hop from the darkstep and post-dubstep? || It’s nice to be appreciated. || The progressive retail experience, parts 460 and 461. The second of which is pleasingly interrupted. || The pulp magazine archive. || A project for the weekend. || I’m guessing it’s not a good sign when the wheel comes off. || Mug retrieval of note. || “Zarkov invents a machine that makes Flash invisible.” || And finally, I think I’ll call him Chompers.

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As old as time, the awkward threesome. || You want one and you know it. || Broad daylight heist. || Happy ending. ||  Today her name is Horus. || “Emily is a woman,” says Dr Fielding. || Fatty Fatgirl and other fashion brands. || Because you demanded it, the thrill of women’s basketball. || On concept cars. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || A compendium of CT scans. || Cocaine cat and other tales. || Shuttlecock calibration. || Today’s word is predation. || She’s not driving, she’s travelling. || Temple of note. || Fresh milk with bits. || Bit much, really. || Nommy nommy nom. || That’s not what I was expecting. || Trampoline 2.0 || And finally, because you deserve it, a project for the weekend.

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I don’t want to rush you, but the ground is approaching. || Dissonant vibes. || Gritty crime drama. || Suboptimal scenario. (h/t, pst314) || A soap manufacturer speaks. || For those who dislike dusting. || Today’s word is inadvisable. || Throws like a girl. || How menfolk pass the time. || Crashing into the Moon. || With 47,000 amps and quite a big magnet. || You know, I’m not entirely sure what the plan was. || I didn’t know this was a job. || Also a job, it seems. || This is more of a hobby, possibly a sport. || Attention, all landlords, the tenant of your dreams. || Attention, all black men, a tempting offer. || Seen from inside. || Assorted rotating sandwiches. || And finally, good news for the big-footed transsexual.

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The dimensions of various things, from the Japanese Badger to Mr Auric Goldfinger. || Soyuz “Globus” mechanical navigation computer. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Today’s word is self-perception. || At last, a database of silhouettes. || Snack dispute of note. (h/t, Elephants Gerald) || Best not to, really. || Being all-woman, he wants to share his breasts with you. || Bagged one. || Blue Monday do-over. || Incoming. || Incoming 2. (h/t, Julia) || For when you’re cooking penguin eggs. || Routine irony #37. || News from Wales. || “You’ll wonder how you lived without it!” || Ditto this. || The hat was slowing him down. || Yes, do take notes, because it will be on the test. || “The length and rigidity of the arm is adjustable.” || An amphibious feat. || And finally, it’s the biggest one of those I’ve ever seen.

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