Fuck Palmer Luckey.
Fuck Palmer Luckey.
Wow! It’s Brett from the article. Thanks so much for picking me! Sorry I didn’t see this yesterday. It was my birthday and I was busy spending time with family and trying to enjoy myself. It’s a rare day that goes by where I don’t jump on Jalopnik. But this turned out to be a pretty awesome birthday surprise.
I cannot for the life of me understand why other people think that they should be able to dictate whether someone reclines their own seat.
I’m willing to bet that this guy wouldn’t be punching the seat if there were a man sitting in it.
I paid for that recline so I’m using it. You don’t get to determine which space is yours when the airline already did that my allowing the seats to recline. You’re not england of commercial airliners and you don’t get to colonize space I rightfully paid for. Recline your own seat if you don’t want be be close to the…
I don’t recline, but you are wrong. As long as its a feature, no one is a monster for using it.
If you don’t like the lack of space when the seat is reclined, then pay for a business or first class ticket.
As he is in the last row, which typically has zero recline, he most likely opted for the absolute cheapest flight cost possible. You get what you pay for.
This is a blueprint on how to love your children.
Yes, it’s great to see a publication whose editorial board isn’t beholden to the marketing team.
“Call Your Mother” deli has the best bacon (err, pastrami), egg, and cheese in DC. And the best bagels overall. If you haven’t been, check it out.
Between Hackett, Spanfeller and my own former wildly incompetent employer, I am beginning to have the strong belief that Jims should not be in a position of power.
But imagine how much MORE money they would bring in if they just stuck to sports...
if shakira gets sued she won’t have to swear under oath, since her hips don’t lie
I always thought those movies were a commentary on it.
If you want meat on a stick you should do it the way nature intended: the turkey leg. That also wouldn’t be 32 fucking dollars and the method for eating it is self evident.
Look, I know you’re a pop culture website, but:
1.) This marketing campaign barely counts, even under the broader definitions.
2.) You’re doing their work for them.
3.) I think I speak for the group when I say we’d be fine without this stuff.
Your young kids are watching grown men give themselves life altering concussions and celebrating it. I think you need to check your priorities.
Oh wow, somehow I had forgotten that Shakira is the most desirable woman alive until right this moment. Like, damn girl.
And wrong. Still not topping Prince...in the rain!