Too bad it’s made of Unobtanium; the Missus and I are looking for a second car to take the load off the VW. 

I hate loving this team far more than I will ever love hating them, despite stuff like this, and the Coupons’ antics, and the fact that they’re still paying that bum Cespedes. 

Had to do a double-take. The caboose is in the back of the picture; it’s the car that’s in the foreground.

You need to get out more. 

it’s so anodyne it could be - literally - anything on the road. It’s four-wheeled ‘eh,’ until you go around front and are confronted with the standard acres of black plastic masquerading as...vents? skid plates? Who knows, other than it eats up a third of the snout and appears to serve no useful purpose.

Big Macs are for - I dunno, I eat one about once a year and I’m always disappointed. Quarter pounders are the best they make. I’ve always been a quarter pounder guy. There was a time when the only way you could get a quarter pounder was without cheese - that’s how I started eating them. While the cheese has improved…

Navy Brat here, and I can conscientiously recommend SOS. We were a Hormel family, unlike those so abandoned by their God that they had to use inferior chipped beef. With peas, for some reason. Surprisingly good with hot tea, don’t ask me why.  

Wow, yay, yawn. What a dull looking thing. Ford will sell a zillion of them. 

Ralph Kiner was smiling down on them from Heaven.

I sat through Speight’s Reign of Error, and believe me, any chicken-induced nervousness was the least of his problems.

H-D is an anachronism, and their acolytes are loud and irritating - both on and off their bikes - on Sunday afternoons in my part of otherwise bucolic northern Westchester.

The same color combination as my ‘17 Alltrack. Hopefully without the mysteriously rattling suspension.

From CarFax: A vehicle with a 5-digit odometer cannot accurately track mileage after 99,999 miles because the odometer rolls over. This title is the result of a seller certifying under the Federal Odometer Act, that the odometer reading EXCEEDS MECHANICAL LIMITS of the odometer.

The Jets are always going to be The Jets.

Without Yosemite Sam there would be no Yukon Cornelius, but I think both Sylvester and Pepe were underrated and George P Dog (honestly, who?) was way overrated. I think Michigan J. Frog is pretty much right were he belongs and Marvin was shafted.

90s, man. No other explanation. 

The original, but probably not the best. 

Give Mario Mandžukić the Steve Tasker Award 

How would this or your meatloaf do in an Instant Pot, and is there a conversion ? It’s new at our place but I’d like to be able to use it more.

Note however her Official Racist Shades(TM), perched jauntily on her stupid-assed head.