I thought that cliche about bro country and trucks had to be an exaggeration until I had to listen to it at work all day. There really are that many truck references.

I read “a woman?/s” as “ a woman’s ass” and it didn’t change the gist of your statement at all.

...while strokin’ your shotgun....

I don’t forget “I don’t need no fancy,” as in “I don’t need no fancy car” or “I don’t need no fancy food,” “I don’t need no fancy job,” etc. It’s a staple of the form.

I’m especially annoyed here because most of it reads almost like a dude getting the point and I can almost believe he actually took some shit to heart, but the “fuck, Imma apologize but I can’t look too guilty” vibe is established early on.

It's a scarecrow.

Correction: Drinkin’ beer in the back of a pick up truck with a “gal” or “pretty li’l thing”.

How do you play a country song backwards?

The ship’s computer, which is clearly a low-grade A.I. on its own, even ignoring the fact that it can holodeck up a whole platoon of people who would pass a Turing test better than Data, seems like it could easily fly itself and execute any number of routine missions. I assume it operates in “Ego Protection Mode” most…

So there aren’t other examples?

It was clear, from the quote, that she wasn’t being serious.

Hard to tell from just the one shot, but it looks considerably smaller than Voyager, given the very large window on the bridge deck.

This is my problem with most of their streamer coverage. It dedicates far too many words to people who are basically famous for being famous. At best, they serve as modern day Geisha (the real ones, not courtesans), though their tool kits seems more shallow in exchange for higher accessibility.

Automation!

she’s fucking annoying. how stupid does she think the employees are? “I don’t have my camera” and even when they show her the live stream “yeah, but it’s not recording.” and when all else fails “you guys are affecting my career”. Just because people find you attractive and you deem yourself to be “popular” doesn’t…

The Gumps.

The Cleveland Turner Hooches.

I guess we’ll never see this:

Fightin’ Whities!

Gumps?