So does that mean that you join in on the Obama-bashing when your new conservative family starts in on the “Obama was a Kenyan Muslim Homo who hates America” style-rants then?

Yeah, Kendrick took an immediate pass on this one. (Or his people did, at least.)

We’re not supposed to feel any sort of mercy or pity for little chinless wonder Trump Junior, right?

I’m 41, single, driving a ‘96 Lexus LS400 in Chicago, carry comprehensive insurance on old Betsy - and drive less than 5,000 miles a year. (Much less.) I park on the street, haven’t had a claim on her, ever, and parking tickets are the only bane of my existence. Monthly premium is $39.00.

Man, you can precisely identify the moment that engine knows its f*cked if you listen close enough.

I’ll agree with you on the water issue - though at 2am, no one is going to have the self-awareness to stagger over to the water cooler and pour their own anymore - and that’s a spill/sabotage waiting to happen, too.

God, I forgot about Cindy, and I swore that I could never forget about Cindy back in her prime in the 90's.

So maybe not a licensed cartoon character, but I’ve always dug the Saab Griffen.

Awesome. Well played, sir!

You beat me to it! The duck was the only cool thing about that car.

Oh, k-cars crossed my mind as I typed that post, but hideous as they were, this one - or  late-70's American sedans in general - still take the cake as the worst vehicles this nation produced. (American trucks were still pretty cool, at least.)

This car represents the absolute low point for American automobile manufacturing.

I just love the fact that you called the chinless weasel out for his deadlift form, or lack thereof.

I just picture everyone on the plane being issued a carton of second-tier smokes and a bottle of vodka as they boarded, and the cabin being a hellishly loud haze-filled tube as the good people screamed their way across the continent.

I saw them play a bar show last summer in Chicago (before they played a street festival the the next day.) Maybe 250 people in the room (The Beat Kitchen) and there was no opener - they took the stage and played nonstop for three hours. Blew my mind. Old dudes can still rock and roll.

Please tell me that’s not really the case.

Weak, nonexistent chins like those are immediate indicators of poor genetics.

I see one of these in downtown Chicago every day, and I love it. Should have had the suicide doors, but otherwise, its lovely.

Now that is one pretty automobile.

I thought it was a late 90's Mitsubishi Eclipse with a body kit on it.