Anti-snobbery? Retrograde Artisan Aesthetic? Wal-Mart Gourmandism? Down-class snobbery? Shoot, pick a fucking lane.

Eugene O’Neill quoted a Scottish lawyer about the four stages of drunkenness:

Adults Who Never Learned to Ride a Bicycle

Don’t forget the grannies:

Problem built up beyond comprehension and solved.

Is he a mod or a rocker? Can wanker be a choice?

The chart just came out of a google search for knockdown power for handguns. I didn’t pursue a source for the same reason you cited; it’s an old debate. Ultimately, I think people rely on what they can shoot well, once again, just as you cited. Accuracy trumps almost everything.

Q: What do you call eight pieces of brass hitting the floor at the same time?

No Jaunty Alouette, I guess.

You say “Baseball”, I say “Political Self-Immolation.” No problem.

Quite a set of Buseys

“We need a fresh face for this role, perhaps a bit younger. I know, get me Rebel Wilson!”

Happy Mothers’ Day, Mr. West:

What Kanye looks like to Eminem.

It’s the watch? The WATCH renders her unfuckable?

Revoke Tax-Free Status?

Really, are we going to start this story with plaid? We're starting way back THERE?

I can just hear the follow up meeting of Wrigley Field management:

“tits to the wind”