The 4Runner’s power rear window is my dogs’ favorite car feature.

Animals can’t drive.

Makes sense to me. I have often heard that you can ride a horse to the bar but you can’t make him drink.

As Deadspin’s resident expert in manicure matters, I must quibble: That shade of mauve is dull and doesn’t flatter her skin tone. Furthermore, the varnish has flooded her cuticles, probably because they were over-trimmed/pushed back too far. The effect is to make her nail beds look like an infinity pool.

You can leave early. Really, its fine.

Obligatory and sad to do it.

Because everybody deserves one.

From the looks of her hands, I think she was operating that mining drill.

The only rational response is to continue sending Neshek increasingly irrelevant and uninteresting things to sign, so we can find his breaking point.

In the Kinja justice system, the people are represented by two separate yet equally important groups: the cops, who ask for the charges; and the commenters, who debate whether or not they are warranted. These are their stories.

I’m getting a VW Jetta vibe, kind of like this.

you want to get to the bottom of this?

When life gives you lemons, you don’t get scurvy.

Baseball is definitely a family sport. For example, when my son pumped his fist after he solved a tough math problem, I yelled “no showboating!” and launched a frying pan at his head.

- The National Anthem before NFL games

I thought the same, but it doesn’t make the Jambaroo if she had.

When the mics work, they can be highly entertaining.

“Flags. I fucking hate flags. You fucking hate flags. Everyone fucking hates flags.”

This blog entry is pretty good.