This was an excellent one-two comment combo.

At this point, it could be Ira Glass...

Flacco also gets the throwback cleats award - what are those, 1990's Nike Sharks?

Interesting point. I have driven an LR Disco for the last (oh jesus) 12 years, and now when I drive a car, I must admit it is kind of a pain sitting with your ass so low to the ground when exiting. On the other hand, to get in the vehicle, the LR requires kind of a one-handed pullup with the “oh shit” handle.

This car reminds me of how all the fixie dudes started running wider tires and rims and using riser bars so they could do tricks, and lo and behold, they “reinvented” the mountain bike. Aren’t we just back at a station wagon at this point?

Is Mel on T or HGH?

No mention of MS13 or Zetas?

Seriously, I have done nothing but mentally hate on Lavar, and now I’m like “don’t stop now dude, keep pressing/trolling Trump.” This is where we are now-I’m rooting for Lavar.

Damn, you are in full troll mode.

Says someone who has never had a blackened ribeye.

Since I was at a salary-man company I ate a lot of bento box lunches and izakaya food. Only once did our team go for sushi -- as my going away. Fish is available, but I think there is a misconception about it dominating the menu in Japan.

I ate more fried chicken (karaage) while living in Japan than I ever did in the U.S. It’s not all sushi there -- that’s more of a special meal.

Our former head of HR was a big fan of the old lady perfume. Big fan. I made the mistake of taking a Starburst from the ever-present “corporate candy plate” on her desk during a meeting.

I tried that move in a freshmen “B - team” practice and shorted that bounce so the defender took it square under the sack. Poor dude had to go to the hospital because his testicle was “inside” him and had to be pullled out.

Inverted nipples.

“The calls are coming from inside the city council meeting, get out!”

I may or may not have called my precinct about cops running red lights and/or (both) using their sirens just to avoid traffic. Shame.

Making me breathe your perfume/cologne is no different than making me smell your fart in my book. I will (and have) leave a restaurant before I suck on your Anais Anais cloud.

This is true, but there are at least a couple of episodes where Jim gets his comeuppance (e.g., the push of Michael into the fountain caught on video).

Truth. Vegas was just over a month ago.