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As someone who grew up bumming around the coast of South Carolina (and Texas when I went to college), I can assure you that Red Lobster is awful seafood.

But damn, if I don’t eat there at least once a year, if only for the biscuits.

0-60 time of not fucking likely?

Doesn’t the VIN count as a first 500 serial number?

I’m a die-hard Saab fan, and even I think Tesla people take it too far.

Wait, what?

*reads article*

Oh, thank goodness. Michael hasn’t lost his mind.

Only if you’re white. 

I have no idea how people forget they are carrying a gun.

Well, I do, actually. They don’t have proper storage habits. Among other thins.

I mean, she’s no dumber than Tommy Tuberville, right?

To be fair, I once drove through the District once with a 1k round case of ammunition in my trunk that I had forgotten was there. It was not, however, mere days after an armed mob had attempted to overthrow the results of an election. I was also on my way from Baltimore to South Carolina, not trying to enter a secured

Another thing I love about my 21-year-old Saab. A nifty programmable feature called OpenSID allows the factory SID to display all sorts of live car data. I mostly use it to monitor requested vs. measured airmass.

The Mirai is a cool car. But I don’t live in California, so it’s useless to me.

I normally automatically CP used BMWs. But this one is a NP, because if this is the car you want, you aren’t going to build it any cheaper. It’s certainly not a car I want.

As a 46-year-old white male native of Charleston* (o.k., I was born in Summerville):

Hell yes, the tourism industry needs to tell the true story. Not least because black folks have money, too. But it’s also the right thing to do.

*And when I say white, I mean it. Went to private school, every Wednesday was spent at

He doesn’t need convincing.

Oh, and no air conditioning. In coastal South Carolina.

My 1990 Honda Civic Wagon.

“But wait!” you say. “The Civic is not an impractical car!”

As delivered by Honda, no. It was not. However, during my tenure as its third owner, it gradually became less and less practical.

When I bought it at 189k miles, it was stock except for a short ram intake (remember those)? At peak

Look, I have a deep and abiding love for awful French cars (my first car was a rusted-out Peugeot 504). But this price is absurd. As many have and will point out, nobody wanted these at the time. Nobody wants them now. The low mileage points to either years or unreliability or owner apathy, possibly both. It’s dull,

1. “worst”?

H.H. Holmes, Ted Bundy, and Lindsay Graham are also strong contenders. John C. Calhoun, too. Nathan Bedford Forrest. I’ll grant you top 25, at least.

2. “human being”?

Pretty sure he’s not one anymore, even if he was once. He’s some rotting amalgam of syphilis and KFC gravy, encased in a terrible suit and

So what? As I recall, he sold his stake in the company back in the 1980s to fund his woodworking business. His historic obsession with and letter-writing campaigns about Chrysler border on the crackpot side of the spectrum.

I get that his great-grandfather founded the company. But if he, himself, doesn’t work in the

I mean, it looks like good quality work. But why?

Massive CP.