I’m going to use “giving her the family tartan” as a euphemism for boning from here on out.
And I’m not even Scottish

Is that kid wearing a black bomber jacket?

I’m not saying it was an old person, but I’m all for re-testing drivers every couple years to prove competence and physical ability to drive.

Earlier this summer, I was behind an SUV that was having difficulty maintaining it’s lane- it actually rubbed against a curb at ~45 mph, and then almost hit another car going the…

I’ve got 99 problems, but a SAAB ain’t one

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While I wouldn’t advocate driving all on the street, I learned a lot abut how my car handles in extreme situations by participating in autocrosses.

I still have a functioning bladder, and like to look out the window, so I always get one of those seats, if at all possible. Twice, I’ve had one of those “I’ll just wait and be the last one off, because I suck horribly at things” people sitting in the middle or aisle seat next to me.

After having seven of these damn things, I would agree.
Classy? Check.
Actually pretty quick, considering? Check.
Room for all the parts and wheels and gear you might need for an autocross? Check!

Is there anything more annoying than holding a button down for several seconds while your windows roll down?

What kind of uppercrust tomfoolery is this? I haven’t been in a McDonald’s for a while- are you telling me they have table service now?

I’ve always respected Torch, the writiest writer on Jalopnik.

In my old life as a cook, it seemed every different place I worked at had different policies and practices.

If you want my advice, you should hire me as a consultant, Mr. Fancy.

These are the same people that are probably bitching about tint and muffler laws, yet spend sleepless nights worrying about strips of plastic and what others put on their pizza.

yeah, let’s ignore professional geographer’s opinion on the matter and listen to a fucking sports writer.

I think it was in Serpico where I read that scum used to be a common word for semen. Hence, scumbag, or condom, a word I didn’t know was so “dirty.”

The question has so many assumptions built in, even if you ignore the “hey, there seem to be some fast things in the sky- it must be the fucking aliens!” thing.
One way to look at it (and I’m trying to avoid too many assumptions, but some must be made) is through our current relationships with other species. We seem to…

I worked for years as a cook, and the only time I got paid anything like a living wage was working in lodges and oil camps up here in Alaska. Now I’m saddled with a bunch of student loans, but can actually do fun life stuff and am starting to enjoy cooking for friends again, something that years of filling the troughs…

What does your significant other think about the hair?