Can we stuff a few of these down some Harley exhaust pipes. Our tunnels and underpasses will be quiet again. 

You know what is going on *from your POV*. You have done it, and I do not mean to take that away from you.

“Shaming him? No.”

NO WE CAN’T CALM DOWN. WE DON’T CARE THAT HE IS LIKELY A CONFUSED CHILD LEARNING TO DEAL WITH, WITHOUT ANY REAL GUIDANCE, COMPLEX SOCIETAL ISSUES BEING FORCED UPON HIM. FUCKING STONE HIM AND BURN HIS CORPSE.

Maybe you don’t understand this well enough, but he’s a teenage boy. Teenage boys don’t always have full control of their hormones and the results of those hormones. This may all come down to the boy making a bad excuse to avoid a potentially highly embarrassing situation for himself, and potentially for the girl.…

It’s a kid.

I’m just shocked how little empathy people have. Maybe he’s never even touched a girl before. Maybe his friends will make fun of him. You’re treating him like he’s some nefarious emperor of men oppressing his slaves, but he’s just a dumb boy filled with hormones, and it’s not his fault. And no, I’m not making excuses,…

When I’d compete though, I faced this terror from men EVERY TIME. I get their side - they win, they only beat a girl; they lose, they lose to a girl - but GRR!

His excuse is lame as hell. Still, I’m not sure that the suggestion that he should just suck it up and accept unwanted physical contact with another person is really a great look either.

Except these fish are not conventionally farmed, IE not in the floating net batteries offshore. This is inland tank farming, and the article mentions the spawn nor eggs are able to survive in salt water.

I have a 2012 corolla that I’ve spent almost $600 on to have the spark plugs changed out mostly because it was at 120k miles and that was the service interval. $2.7k is a lot to spend.

The Pontiacs and Oldsmobiles of this era, with their heavy plastic cladding, body-colored alloys, heavily bolstered seats, and bulbous interiors were my dream cars when I was young. I grew up deep in GM country in a working class area, so these cars were the sexy beasts in my life. BMWs, Porsches, Lamborghinis and all…

The Lumina and this Cutlass Supreme were W-bodies. #corrections

... and the place you meet everyone from a first-date to a work acquaintance is in a bar, for a drink. 

112 MPH = 180 KPH = Maximum speed for S-speed rated tires.

No, no you don’t.

The prototype: http://www.countach.ch/History/LP500/

So Stephens took the high road and you wrote a bunch of emails that look like they could have been written by an angry 12 year-old, and you actually think that by writing this and copying those emails and publishing them, we’re going to take your side?

That last email is the one you should have sent first, and it’s a shame you had to let Bret Fucking Stephens hand you your ass before you realized that.

It’s fast food. I don’t tip fast food. I don’t know anyone who does, so I imagine that this isn’t even legal.  No wonder everyone quit.