I interpreted the sentence as “I moved on her like [she was] a bitch,” as in a dog in heat. The intensifier interpretation seems plausible, though.

I got a kick out of Nate Silver’s forecast map if all women voted for Clinton: totally blue.

It’s not the winning card, but “Pac-Man uncontrollably guzzling cum” (or however it’s phrased) is the one I least want to play whenever I’ve drawn it.

Apparently, New Yorkness also includes illegal gas hookups that close your establishment indefinitely.

I definitely use a similar service for downloading audio copies of songs by a prolific outsider bedroom musician whose output is almost exclusively on YouTube. (He licensed a few albums to a record label who he claims never paid him.) I’ll be rather disappointed if I don’t have such an easy avenue for collecting them.

Lord only knows. It might be at a destination a little up the road from the habitations in the towns we know.

…everybody fell screaming from the deck…

787 sucks, and I hope to see it disappear if a viable alternative is available.

There’s still Frantz/Weymouth. Not “huge,” but good enough!

I often made this joke about Mary Janes as a so-funny teen.

Mr. Croker, you’re gone.
You’re gone.
You’re gone.
And that’s a sad thing.

In my college days, I razzed a guy on a city bus who asked me for money, because he had on fancy hip-hop clothes, so surely he wasn’t scraping by! Boy, was I clever.

I read “this fad has run its corpse,” and was about to congratulate your deft witticism.

Their 1972 debut album was called Whole Oats and had a can of oats on the cover, so they scooped us all there.

HypeHope was my favorite bubbling-under Native Tongues group!

…Robert Christgau?

I liked the off-brand name “Bethany Halberds” that someone posted after the last article on this.

“Where the birds are shared,” if my vague memories of the lyric booklet are correct, and I’m not checking Genius.

Gibby Haynes? Hmm…

Wesley Willis’s Chicago accent made me think one of his commercial tags was “Fart Records: It’s the World’s Greatest Hamburger.” Turns out it was “Fuddrucker’s.”