At any price, this is a Crack Pipe, + 1 electron.

You: an enchanting phantasm of joy & whimsy cavorting in the pale desert twilight.

This Navy douche is a regular Ho’-ratio’d Hornblower.

Do your gams a favor: buy a real bike + a rear-wheel mag trainer. Makes paying for Soulcycle seem like building a submarine in a swimming pool. “Thoughts...?”

Just assume if you aspire toward headline-photo dudeness, anything you say makes you sound like an ass.

Pssht. Aphex Twin has been fakin’ them deeps since ‘99. #windowlicker

“members and staff of color... haven’t felt adequately affirmed in our spaces.”

Headline: Dan Crenshaw Gives Friends Ocular Patdown, Clears For Safe Passage.

Objection: That was busted-ass-knees-shaming, your honor.

Full agreement on Flex versatility, our 2012 is a boss. And that second-row legroom, whoo-wee: second only to Maybach. May-Gottlieben-bach. If the TJ gets that right and keeps the FJ ruggedness + resale, I’m making room in the garage.

Said the FJ Cruiser to the Ford Flex, ...

+1 middle finger at Columbia Circle

Jeebus. Rolling up the windows with all four limbs.

Tortillas... with ONIONS!!!

Lionel Messi: perhaps not God, but definitely the greatest (living) purveyor of the shimmy-shimmy-ya.

Hm. Stoic expression? Hyperactive hair? Slicing through defenses? Where have I seen that before...?

“Jumping ship”. Your words, and the lack of awareness is just so... Lynchburgian.

Hm, Street Fighter vs NBA2K: Smart yells “Hadouken!!”, summons Embiid, and hurls him like a 7'3", navy-blue fireball.

The first two words of Matt Gaetz’s Twitter bio are “Florida man”.

That my 10-year-old looked over my shoulder, caught the headline, and said “Yeah. Me. I’m ALL for it.” validates my parenting skills.