One of the Trump boys is very intent on a Salute Your Shorts revival.

No, no! The Supreme Court has not disbanded!

I was thinking about that the other day, too. I think it’s less about about it being “girly,” though, and more about how advertisers are increasingly using the tactics of shame and playing to insecurities that they used for women (over-idealized bodies and “getting the guy”) and moving that towards men. Here’s an…

It’s three hours of Henry Rollins’ spoken-word poetry.

“I can’t believe it, son! What were you thinking?”

“Does Sonic also have...junk?”

If Hugh Grant had said those words, we’d be all a-twitter about his charming vulnerability. Assuming this was the 90's, of course.

*No* one?

If the van says “MI6,” then it might just be trying to drum up excitement for Tom Cruise’s next movie.

He must tire of all this negative press.

Kevin Pollak’s so fat!

Maybe Chinese?

If it had more body, it could be Chris Tucker’s hairstyle from The Fifth Element.

I’m not sure what my reaction is, but that’s as good as any of the others that I’m mulling around in my head.

This headline could use some punching up.

Hunter, Dakota, Trigger, Travis, Myranda, Jaeger, Boomer, Scout...

Tank you verymuch.

Now I wonder if artisanal vagina oil is the next artisanal beard oil.

You can’t put them in the dishwasher, though; they say you have to use a special wood oil on them, too. Doesn’t that seem like a scam?

Bana, or the sandwich?