Same here, annoyed me immediately

That’s why I think car holsters are completely nuts. You want to instantly turn a bit of fist-shaking road rage into a felony charge? Order today!

I’d love to make that happen.  

Yeah. Been reading various Gawker properties since like ‘04 and this site is a husk of its former self. The list of failures, transgressions, and dumb-headed garbage is too long to list, but the topic of the Kardashians is a perfect example of Jez participating in the very trends it supposedly decries.

Yeah what he meant is that he didn’t want to leave because he loves his kids, not that he resents them. My guess is the author doesn’t have kids and/or has never been in that situation (unhappily married but torn about the idea of divorce and its negative impact on the kids). And yes, I HAVE been in that situation and…

Hold up. Sure, one doesn’t go to fine places to ‘get full,’ but looking over a list of Manhattan Michelin restos online, there are at least three I’ve been to - Eleven Madison, Blue Hill, and Gramercy Tavern - where I have left plenty full and satisfied. Same with Bouley, same with Chanterelle...yeah, they aren’t…

It’s gonna get way more interesting when it turns out to be a mysterious Hutt.

He doesn’t care.  He is an unabashed genre-hopper/vulture and is endlessly trying to see what sticks.  His latest - “Candy” or whatever - is some straight up emo JuiceWRLD biter shit.  I admire his hustle and ambition but he remains punchable.  

You thought she FELL IN LOVE with Elon Musk? And she is some naive (sp), innocent victim? Oh my God.  Wow.  

This entire fucking post is a false equivalence.  

It is indeed, and I apologize on the commenter’s behalf - but the remark does accurately reflect many people’s deep, visceral desire for this family to go away. And there’s no end in sight, none.

Yeah, the outrage in this post is somewhat comical to me.

One fall night in the mid-90s, my friend and I decided to take a late visit to Welwyn Preserve in Glen Cove, NY. It had long since closed for the day - this was like 10.30 at night - but we always parked in a cul-de-sac at the end of Glengariff Drive, where there was a path into the woods (I tell you these things in…