Be Best, Burberry.

First “Don’t Trust the B**** in Apartment 23,” now “Jessica Jones.” Both were fantastic.

[stupid person] + [kid] + [dog mode] + [dead phone battery] = OH NO

Dear Rivian:

“What a car-rich life this man had, and what a huge change he made to the automotive world.”

Quote from idiot in Smollett article:

Reminds me of a thing: I set out to buy my first bike, and settled on a 750 Ducati Monster (from the old air-cooled days). I was aware, however, that it had no tach; and this....*bothered* me. I’d (almost) always had manual transmission cars, and relied heavily on the tach. I simply could not imagine riding a thing…

I find it amusing that they were willing to flirt with language with the term “plane crush.”

Phrynne Fisher approves.

I believe this is a job for a portmanteau. He’s outraged AND ill-informed.

(Adam) Savage.

Interestingly, that’s the exhaust note.

This is the even more rare *albino* zebrawood option.

It’s not the Jalop thing to say; but I believe this vortex calls for public transit.

Based on the above, I’d say that metaphor is spot-freakin’-on.

What’s left to learn from Ted Bundy?

Presented as a reply for no other reason than I find it to be hilarious:

Old and busted: the Bangle Butt

Big nostrils done right (yeah, yeah, forced perspective):

“What do you think Melania puts in her salads”