IANAD, but:

In my dreams, a quality Iberico or some really nice prosciutto but realistically? Straight up generic canned...

tbf, the bag itself is “only” $16k, it’s the artwork painted on it that makes it $1.3 - MSRP mind you...as with all art, its only worth $X if some sucker is willing to pay $X.

Ehh, while the whole 1989 “Swift Squad” muddled things considerably (And there is a laundry list of celebs who fell into her orbit and fell out just as fast); I’d definitely put Lorde in Taylor’s actual friend circle with the likes of Ed Sheeran and the Haim sisters but probably not (yet, anyway) at the friend level…

Courtesy of the NPR social media team; dad jokes...a lot of them:

Daughtlena has a crush on Farrahlena–which apparently everyone in the school is aware of–as does super-creeper Dadlena. Momlena is aware of Dadlena’s creepiness but appears to overlook it in that frigid, staying-together-for-the-kid, married life kind of way.

I choose to blame Perlmutter for fucking it up early enough in the MCU that a BW movie may be out of the realm of possibility.

From the “Get Off My Lawn” desk; Paramore’s Riot! is 10 years old today:

Thanks to that senile ass, I’m betting we’re in for several news cycles of the right wing implying-to-outright accusing Clinton of working with the Russians.

Side note: it’s amazing how so many conservatives who are perfectly OK with the unequal outcomes generated in a capitalist system go completely apeshit if people who win in that system suggest any sort of shared sacrifice—even though it’s almost always progressive with respect to income.

Unrelated to anything, from the BEARS desk:

Jessie Graff is the gun show:

I guess ‘ebony’ is hard to type one-handed.

That soy-almond-dairy threeway just had white stuff going everywhere

From the #odd desk:

The last person who, IMO, really made the fanny pack work (Partly because she would typically be carrying high explosives in it)

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