"When I heard track 10, I was reaching for a bottle of Jack Daniels!"

I used to be sort of progressive liberal, but they changed what progressive liberal was. Now, what I am isn't progressive liberal, and what it is seems weird and scary to me.

My old Chevy Cavalier was made in Mexico, so I assume Jesus had a hand in building it.

Especially since, as much as this is absolutely product placement, outside of North America, that 3-pointed star finds its way on to a significant number of working vehicles (even the Canadian armed forces are using Benzes). A Unimog doesn't seem all that weird in this context.

If Entourage is what a real dude is supposed to be about, I feel better about having Aspergers.

Well, the problem is that you probably just haven't installed big metal spikes, massive tires, or a supercharger bursting out of your hood which someone can spit nitromethane into (it really is the preferred induction method).

I'm Aspergers' enough my wife's going to use that line on me one day.

Hell, I saw a concert at Massey Hall last night, and even trying to filter out several hundred people, away from Yonge St was a mess.

There Can Only Be One is a really awful marketing plan.

Everyone knows that Car and Driver will only nominate a video guide on how to operate the Honda Accord's infotainment system, some B-roll of a BMW 3-series along some twisty roads, and the Brock Yates-penned Cannonball Run for their Best Picture award.

Live action Vin Diesel is kind of a potato.But voice acting (with a limited script) Vin Diesel is pretty great.

A HYUNDER?!?!?!?! That's a gotdang furrin car! Buy domestic, instead of of givin' jobs to them furrin' Alabamians!

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I think you're talking about a Saturn Relay, which is sort of Aztek-adjacent.

I haven't been having a great year at work, and frequently end up singing "Everything is awful." over and over in my head. It fits much better than Everything is Terrible.

If you listen to BNL, Old Apartment isn't dark. Nasty, maybe, but not dark - it's literally about missing the old apartment, and the narrator of the song is still with the partner he lived with there.

It's grown on me a little over time, but the first few times I heard this, I was close to physically repulsed, it just rubbed me the wrong way. It's pretty close to forced quirk

I gravitated to Our Lady Peace even though I don't really like OLP.

Did he miss Get Him To The Greek? It's one of the least fictional Hollywood autobiographies I've ever seen.

You'd think he'd be more aware of that, given how he's turned into a bit of a Paranoid Freak. Maybe he is Tired of Waiting for them to split up.