Well, I ate a whole fried chicken last Friday night and the ensuing schmaltzy fever dream included Jesus (more like “Buddy Christ”) telling me that Melania would be separated by July 4th and the divorce would be final by the end of the year... and it makes sense because I don’t even believe in Jesus here the guy took…

Oh my goodness that was horrid.

It hasn’t been long since Trump left the White House, ...

I’m a fan of medium-medium-well (red-pink in the middle), but I understand your derision.

I seem to recall a YouTube series (can’t remember who it was) where a guy had a motorized hand cart (lawnmower engine?) that he used to traverse abandoned rail lines and camp out in the wilderness or whatever. I’m surprised they could not find an old hit-or-miss single-cylinder water jacket engine up there, frankly.

No Aptera! So sad.

I’m amazed. David bought a jeep that 1) runs, and 2) isn’t a rust bucket, yet.

Criminy, when will they allow FOUR players in a fireteam, I wonder?

Criminy, when will they allow FOUR players in a fireteam, I wonder?

Whenever I need a solution to that situation, I reverse the polarity on the matter/antimatter condensers and modulate the changes to the positronic flow through the secondary dispersion coils on the main deflector... the full text of the legislation shows up on the main display in seconds, after that.

I don’t know what they feed the cows that make the delicious cream in Kerry Gold, but all cows should eat that stuff.

I like the new mail truck. I hope there’s a “civilian” option for purchase.

The premise is thin and so is the evidence you cite. You’re going to have to do a little better, I think, to convince me. Thanks.

(internet high-five)

Preach, brother/sister/person!

agreed. Felt like a disorganized brain dump of “quotations read while enraged about something”.

Well-put. (we are of the same X series) I always thought disillusionment was our brand, though. Oh well.

I’m on the early edge of “X” (born in the late 60s) and honestly, “PC” was something created and used as an epithet by Reaganites and dittoheads for what we understood as one of the rules of successful rhetoric. It’s as old as Plato. You choose language that doesn’t inspire offense by your opponent so that the…

I have to admit that I fall into the bad habit of unnecessary hand-wringing at times like these, but I think that having weathered five gosh-darn years of The Orange One getting all up into my brain I have come to a place of more unyielding resolve in the direction of (1) getting results for the people and (2) getting…

Oh, my goodness YES!