And Jordan only wore 23 to remind him of the rules of Blackjack. Presaged his future gambling prowess.

Here's what that denial lacked : "I didn't say those things".

Rectal accidents track closely with employment in the U.S. before, during, and after the recession.

A word on oyster shooters, which is what you are describing here:

"Here was a large, unkempt, suspicious-looking man, threatening to make lists about my kids, then break into my house tonight with a 'delivery'. I acted on instinct."

And think of how many cars you could garage below deck! And you would have your own hooning track on top!

I'm guessing the costs to tow it were more than the purchase cost.

It was basically useless in the state it was sold in. Structurally sound, but not much in it. Unless you were going to put all brand-new equipment in it and do a top-down refurbishment (both of which require an enormous investment in their own right), it was essentially just scrap metal.

I don't like that opinion. Do you have another one?

Well, I believe in Mr. Graves.

That is foul. Ketchup chills and corrupts the eggs. ABOMINATION.

Um. Last October I wrote a Foodspin telling people how to eat Halloween candy. I think your concerns might be just a tad misplaced.

May hornets built a hive in your brain.

"A little thing that can turn into anything at anytime."

"Using Maine to gin up outrage for your pet cause? +1" - William Randolph Hearst

No, don't do that. Roasting the garlic deepens its flavor; boiling removes it.

White pepper tastes like Band-Aids.

Sweet potatoes have their own damn Thanksgiving preparation, dammit Marchman!

I, for one, am absolutely fucking totally disgusted by the lack of pictures accompanying your recipe. How the fuck am I supposed to know what mashed potatoes look like? How the fuck am I supposed to know what brand of cookware you use so that I can feel appropriately jealous or superior? How the fuck am I supposed to…