The only direct control most passengers on a train have in the event of an emergency is the ability to make their situation worse by putting help further away from them.

My version of Superman only wears red trunks and nothing else.

Your self-awareness is both admirable and despicable. Now that I’ve established a flexible position on the matter, I will wait and see which side gains an upper hand so that I can pile on in proper fashion.

I would mock this but I got in a near-screaming argument the other day about the importance of Superman’s red briefs returning to the costume so I have no room to mock.

What if they only unlocked your stuff when you got the chicken dinner?

This is the ideal intersection. You may not like it, but this is what peak performance looks like.

you don’t say?

Came here for this.

dropping live turkeys from hundreds of feet in the air in Yellville, Arkansas

and a widdershins to you good sir.

Surely they’d be in the headlights?

Profit you say?

Quattro quattros!

First Diesel, and now Vin? The controversies sure are coming rapidly and emphatically...

Pretty sure. If its a Highlander, there can be only one.

Are we sure it wasn’t Toyota Highlanders?

His girlfriend says otherwise, and I quote, “Ohm my God!”

I trained for years at a deep web monastery with super awesome hacker ninjas. It’s cool, I wouldn’t expect someone who’s not an insufferable nerd like me to understand.