But the Mustang II was correct, right?

I know someone’s probably going to take offense, but it’s the Mustang II.

Me reading this list.

I think my mother used Nesquik + Cool Whip to make a really good cake frosting. 

100% this. My sons want Legos almost exclusively...I think the only non-Lego toys that’s been asked for in the last three years was an electronic Baby Yoda and a big Hot Wheels track.

He’s exhausting.

I’ve been shocked at how high-intensity roadwork lights at night can absolutely hide the workers who aren’t directly under them. Crews need to orient those lights so they’re facing away from the oncoming traffic, because when you’re looking into them as you drive forward, your pupils naturally contract to control the…

Looking at this scene, I see a few things that *somewhat* excuse the driver.

Explaining why they call those Mansfield bars to a new driver is a good way to reinforce the lesson about safe following distances.

No dice.

I’m 48 and my wife gets them for me. :) 

They still sell sets like that, though. Just big-ass boxes of blocks.

Hahahahahaha OMG “Fitler”...that’s going to stick with me. LOL

Oh wow, I missed this one...had a carpooler who turned me into her personal psychotherapist, would turn down my music, and started bringing her trash from home in my car so she could throw it out at work rather than pay for a trash pickup service at home. She also was really bad about respecting my time spent waiting…

I don’t remember who it was who tweeted it, but after Betty White died, there was a tweet from someone about how “At least Betty knew how much we all loved her...”

It might be pre-wiring but that’s the first thing I’d be looking at anyway. I’m really torn on this one.

That’s a BAC One-Eleven? Huh...learned something new today, I always thought those were more private/executive jet-sized, like a Sabreliner. 

The sound that you thought you just fixed.

Surprising EVERYONE, Lewis Taylor has a new album coming out...his first in like 18 years.

When you think you’re the best at doing something, and you think you know what you need to know, you’re wearing blinders. You get cocky, and then suddenly you find yourself falling into a Sarlacc. Literally or metaphorically.