Chief O-ring inspector for NASA’s Challenger launch. 

Maybe they never imagined the Cybertruck driving more than a couple hundred miles before breaking down?

IT workers will continue to get the shaft and be “on call” during non-business hours no matter how short the work week is.

I was hoping for a Lawrence Welk show sketch. They had all the right cast members.

Looks like a prolapsed colon.

The “immigrants are stealing our jobs” crowd never seem to go after companies that *give away* those jobs to immigrants because they’ll work for less money and won’t complain. 

Pretty sure it was Mothman.

And our government apparently still trusts this guy with our space missions.

My only sleeper car criteria: Is it fast enough so we can fly away?

My ‘69 BMW 2500 and ‘63 Ford Falcon wagon. I bought both at different times when I was in my teens/early 20's. Both were running, and the plan was to drive them as little as possible, but life got in the way and I had to make daily drivers out the both of them. Pretty much ruined each of them.

I have to imagine the bean counters responsible for this are long gone with their golden parachutes. 

Chadd

And both Boebert parents and one of their crotch goblins now have mugshots on file. Oh, the irony.

I want my hybrid car to look like orthotics. 

Those poor white dudes. Sorry if you weren’t able to capitalize on your privilege before people started calling out your shitty behavior.

Real edgy my man. I imagine you spend more time thinking about gay people than most gay people.

He’s definitely not a cross-over star at this point. I feel like his audience is still mostly weird internet bros. 

Lenny Pickett was trying his best to remain stone-faced, but even he cracked a smile a couple of times.

His K-9 was talking hella shit after he started to drive off. 

Yep. I love everything about the Challenger, but “Dickhead” at my kid’s school picks up his kids in one of them every day. The last thing I want is to give him any reason to interact with me, or for people to think we’re pals.