Getting your Toughskins bell bottoms caught in the clutch was a risk we were willing to take.

I recently re-watched the 1979 Mad Max film and found myself quite amused at how terribly skinny the rear tires were on those old literbikes.

Bond Villain?...

“...if that’s what blows your hair back.” ...And to the left!

Who puts a KRYPTONITE CHRISTMAS TREE in the Fortress of Solitude!

Frank Lloyd Wright meets the Flintstones.

It is my understanding that in the city I live teachers pretty much only can move up pay grades by getting a master’s degree.
BTW, it is also my understanding that the average fireman’s pay around here is $150,000 per year. No college education or master’s degree necessary.

‘Tis the season for all to enjoy a lovely pressed ham.

As Trump softly caressed his cheek he was heard saying, “You know son... you have a bright future working as a human roach clip.”

And then Trump went on to mention Alice Kramden being the first woman to the moon.

Just be sure not to invite them in.

Because usually one should lock their bicycle to something affixed to the ground that it will lean up against.

Center brake light went on less than a split second after the strap broke.

We’re still waiting for that “10% middle-income tax cut” Trump promised right before the midterms.

I’ll watch Scott Manley’s synopsis in a day or two.

As a former graphic designer in Chicago I can attest that nothing gets the creative juices flowing like a nice blast of two-stroke engine smoke throughout the studio.

Nothing else can suck through a hole in the wall quite like the vacuum of outer space.

Manual would be three in the tree which would remind them of their many golf shots into the trees which makes it a definite no go.

I’m pretty sure I had some Hot Wheels cars back in the early 70s