Beer snobs will turn up their noses, but Corona is a commonly available beer with low bitterness (~10 ibu).

True. Not everyone has a place. I saw a guy under his jacked up car in the Target parking lot yesterday and around here the parts stores will let you work in their parking lot (this is not universal, I had a NAPA in Colorado come out and yell at me for replacing my battery and alternator in their lot — literally a 5 mi…

None of that was out of the reach for the average guy/gal, esp when just about every repair out there has a detailed Youtube video showing exactly how to do it. Of course, the lift makes under car work much easier but almost every repair can be done with just a jack and jackstands. As a matter of fact, I’m right now…

“That would be in the butt, Bob” 

An M1A1, duh!

The Rolls is the best answer by a mile.

Mary Barra is (obviously) very smart.  She will run rings around his dumb ass.  You’ll know this by his incoherent sh*t-tweeting later tonight when somebody explains it to him.

“her biggest day” — the problem with the Wedding Industrial Complex summed up in three words.

You’re kidding, right? That thing is drop-dead gorgeous.

Every moment that he’s golfing is a moment he’s not doing something worse. Just look him down at Trump Bedbug National, I say. For the next 17 months or so.

660cc is insanely small.  Once upon a time, Detroit produced engines with up to 1000cc per cylinder!

You have to understand Texas. They have no idea what cold is.  My brother moved there (from the midwest) and I visited there one January. It was 55 degrees one day and *everyone* was in freaking parkas like they were leaving base camp at Everest.

Haul the 2 cu yds of pea gravel I put around my kids play structure?

A couple minutes of watching Tammy on Fox ought to solve that.

Wondering what starry crotches have to do with guns and/or freedom.  I mean I need a big ol’ pic of an M1A1 on my crotch to engorge my freedom, not some dopey stars.

There used to be a “Richard Everhard” around here. I always wondered if he went by “Dick” and also what the hell were his parents thinking?

Didn’t take long to locate several gamertags starting with “Straight” -- so, I’m sure MS will be banzoring those post haste as well....

This is absolutely correct. Turns out I am a kidney stone making machine. In the beginning, one Vicodin gave me the “titty lake” feeling. Now when I go to the ER they’re giving me Dilaudid and Fentanyl to dent the pain.

When I was on my HS baseball team (a million years ago) when coach wasn’t looking we used to crank the pitching machine all the way up to 100mph. The first few will scare the crap out of you, but getting contact is far from impossible. Of course, I can no longer make it to first in ~4 seconds any more ;)

The Frosted Ribbon Loaf — if you’ve ever thought, boy if only my ham sandwich had less ham and more sandwich?