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Hey, not all upscale millennials are white...

Literally, no. The Jag X Type is a piece of worthless garbage. I would take an Elantra over an X-Type in a heartbeat. FMC should’ve lined up and shot the X-Type team.

What the hell, man? A free Cherokee, and you turned it down?

I’m very slightly older than that cayenne. And I’m delicious.

child is just the new way to say “boy.”

We have a ‘15 JGC and a ‘16 Volvo XC90. The Jeep recall (we did it right away) consists of a software patch that puts the car in “P” if you open the door while in gear. Meanwhile, the Volvo has a more traditional-looking shift selector and it still clamps on the E-brake if you try to get out while in gear. There’s a

I did the same thing while buying an XC60 last month... and then I couldn’t help myself and I bought the damn thing after all. The dealer had to start over and redo all my paperwork, but something tells me they didn’t mind for the extra few grand. The T5 AWD worked perfect for me, especially with the price being way

I mean, we’re living in a society that doesn’t think Miss America can be black because “they have their own pageant.”

Oh man. My family is going to be so annoyed when this is the only form of “yes” they receive from me on their phones for the next 6 months.

Isn’t that basically just two pieces of toast you choose to eat at once?

Sounds like Bellevue last year after the new XC90 launch.

Were you and I the only ones who read between the lines?

because 1998.

I would agree if I didn’t work in Belltown. Commuting in this town is a goddamn joke.

I have serious anxiety about leaving the city proper, though. I feel like if I leave I’ll never be able to afford to get back in. It’s a one-way road to Renton.

I was not on with these women. My family lives in the bay area, though, and I’ve been on the wine train probably half a dozen times. It’s pretty much the whitest thing in the whole wide world but it can be really fun.

It’s really hard these days.

I feel like success in business is building a catalog in your brain of different ways to hedge your verbal bets. “It’s just my opinion,” “...but I’m not married to it,” “...but it’s not a hill I’d die on,” We’re all fulla shit.

Noooooooooooooo. I would end up on the news, they’d be throwing around the word “incident.”

Ha! I have definitely said that in the past but usually for comic affect rather than to announce a piece of gossip. I’ve got a great friend who says, “Between you and me and the coconut tree...” in place of that, which I think is adorable.