I’m a New Englander and I enjoy baked beans. When I was a kid I’d never heard of salt pork, so I asked my dad “Where’s the pork?” and he pointed to that white blob (which my mom really liked). No loss to me.

Ohh, that’s who I. Washington was.

This is the first of millions of meme-ified ‘shopped versions of this photo, isn’t it?

Bi(partisan)-curious, Megan?

Good thing I have God Awful Movies bookmarked for just such an occasion.

New England was founded by Puritans, so it makes complete sense that we’ve transformed this team’s pervasive joylessness.

Charleston Rambo is a player I want to have succeed simply for the sake of his cool name.

I’m sorry, I guess I wasn’t clear. That’s on me.

Is there something in the water in Colorado Springs? The per-capita population of RW Christianists is (to borrow a word) deplorable.

Waitaminit...”chick”...”tract”?

For me:

Duplicate post? I starred them both, as it deserves it.

If I’m in the crosswalk as the driver approaches the stop sign, it’s my right of way, and they are required to stop and check the intersection before they proceed. This is the law.

Reverse: When I was a kid (before the internet) I read all the library books they had about autos. That’s when I learned that the name Jaguar was selected in the 1930s because the term “SS” picked up some other, unsavory, connotations.

“You don’t see this every day” redux: The Studebaker coupe (#9) in a stock car race.

I submit that Trump not trying to help the Bahamas is more help than he’d be if he actually cared.

...especially since “Texans” is a retread name from the Dallas Texans of the AFL itself (now the KC Chiefs).

As Britons go, Stuart Varney is almost starting to make me miss Piers Morgan.

But I can still send my mule out for FGs, right?

I know! Best part is that I learned with only about an ounce of gas, and that I did it outdoors on packed dirt instead of inside the garage.