How much of the rise in fatalities in the southeast can be attributed to weather?

Two words: 1997 Malibu.

That was my takeaway, too. It was cringeworthy, but mostly because it tried too hard and failed even harder.

Why does that guy look like an extraordinarily annoying character from Portlandia being played by Fred Armison?

Last time a politician in that region felt “motherly,” it was Montana Governor Judy Martz, and she was laundering evidence in a murder investigation because she felt so durn maternal toward the aide of hers who killed another aide in an alcohol and coke fueled car wreck.

True, mine do like to roll off of things. Maybe someone needs to make a squared off stick-style tube?

Agreed on the shape. I can comfortably stick a tube of Burt’s Bees or the fancy local stuff my mom got me for X-mas in my pants pocket, but those EOS things are like carrying a golf ball. It’s distinctive, and good on them for the branding/endorsement success, but it’s a dealbreaker for me.

I’m convinced that owning a gun for “self protection” is giving in to fear.

I totally had that Mickey phone.

The god she describes sounds like an abusive boyfriend.

Dad: I wonder if it’s weird for Jim Parsons to kiss a woman. Cuz he’s gay and all.
Me: Yeah, kinda like how it’s so incredibly hard for straight dude and lady actors to play gay or trans characters on screen.
Dad: ...I never thought of it that way.

How does this compare to Throne of Blood?

Kelly Faircloth: I hate this on principle, because there is only one “How Deep Is Your Love,” and it’s by the Bee Gees.

Dammit. G&L was one of my go-to movie review teams, mostly for their reasonable and lucid reviews (though not so much for the letter grades). Will definitely be following y’all in your new home.

I’m allergic to turkey.

Was a shot in the dark. Montana’s a big state with lots of local pizza joints, but it sure did remind me of Spanky’s.

I pat mine on the hood or (useless) spoiler sometimes. She’s part of the family (I’m the second owner, after my great uncle the car salesman sold it to my grandpa) and she deserves some respect.

I get irrationally upset at the sight of Porsche Cayennes. My brain can’t make sense of a fucking Porsche SUV, plus I’ve never seen one in any situation where having ground clearance AND a massive engine would do you any good. Go buy a Suburban for hauling your kids around and get a real sports car if you wanna go…

It’s like the pristine-looking 10 year old tires on my grandparents’ car. Yeah, they only had 27,000 miles put on them, but after 10 years, the rubber degrades and becomes unsafe. Plenty of tread on ‘em, but still had to get ‘em replaced before I took it up to highway speeds.

My birth mother could have aborted me. I think about it sometimes, what she went through to give me up for adoption vs aborting me. I don’t have any conscious memories before age 2, so it’s not like I would have noticed, therefore I don’t really have an issue with it. Maybe there’s souls, and maybe mine would have…