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My mother has a new Ford Edge Sport, and I have to disagree.

Heated seats are fabulous when it’s 5 degrees out.
But heated STEERING WHEELS are where it’s really at.

It’s not like their support for a caste system in this country went away. They’re just making it less a matter of official policy.

Their shit is easy to replicate if you have a modicum of cooking talent. No.

Bloomberg can fuck off, beyond the fucking-off event horizon, to a point where there exist a sign that says ‘no fucking off past this point,’ and fuck off right past it. Dream the impossible dream. Quantum-omega-fuck-off, Bloomberg. You have the same chance of getting nominated as I do, and I have one-billionth your

Ever has it been thus. Gen X is the canary in the coalmine Generations Y and Z are choking to death in. We got screwed just as badly; it’s just that when Boomers stomped all over us, we didn’t have social media to unite on and take the fight to them.

We got so used to being ignored that now when people do mention us,

Picked an awful odd point to be done ON ... just randomly stopped. No closure at all. There was a current moving through that strip.

Just noting: they were able to work in a hamster.

This is on gamepass? It looks pretty nifty.

He shoulda stuck to sports.

Everywhere, right?
The answer is “Everywhere.”

But has Ubisoft offered a fix for the player faces their world-class glitch-building talents altered the shit out of (to the point of even swapping some players’ genders) about two weeks into the game whereupon they went “hey we’re not repairing that but it won’t happen any more, woopsie doodle!”

No. The answer is no,

Absolutely no one gives Screamin’ Stephen credit for being able to think, and nobody gives a shit what Screamin’ Stephen says under the guise of thinking.

How many heads has Mason Rudolph hunted?

Asking for anyone who isn’t a fuckin’ psycho.

As the song goes: if you can’t be with the one you love, love the one you’re with.

I am sorry for your loss, Stephen.

So, I am one of those schlemiels that cannot stop playing Grand Theft Auto Online, in late 2019. In my defense (or perhaps, to add to the prosecution’s case), I am, legitimately, almost a billionaire. I own basically everything, and if there’s multiple iterations of a thing available, the one I own is the best and

We make of it what we’ve known for ages now: You don’t spend actual money on GTA:O.

I’m nearly a billionaire, without any big glitching (no car dupes, etc.) - I mean, I’ve finagled my way into solo lobbies, but that’s about it. Most of the fun I’ve derived from the game is by forcing the game to give me what I want out

Well you got a star for owning it in humorous fashion.

Honestly? I’ve slagged Kotaku in the past; I think there’s not really a videogame review site I haven’t slagged for something.
That said, a developer or publisher not granting you guys access for reviews? That’s a gigantic red flag. Borderlands 3 has enough shit working against it they can’t afford more red flags. I

Nope. Pelvis is intact.

Clavicle injuries today for both Nick Foles and Tyreek Hill. Freaky.

Anyway, best wishes to Foles ...

Oklahoma State graduate here. In the Great Football State of Oklahoma, our coach, a man under constant and immense pressure to beat Oklahoma, threw Hill off the team overnight after he assaulted his girlfriend around midday. He knew how bad it was going to be. Denver fans (of which I’m one) were hopeful we might get