Clearly she is having problems staying on her feet and she has to lean against the McLaren for support.

Many of the people on the no-fly list are not suspected of any links to terrorism, in some cases they just have the wrong first and last name or went to the wrong mosque after moving to a new city.

I think if it required due process to get placed on the no-fly list you’d have an easier time getting people on that list barred from owning/possessing guns. As it is all it takes is a couple keystrokes from a TSA or LE bureaucrat.

Technical correction: the shooter here almost certainly did not have access to an Assault Rifle as those are very highly restricted and very few outside the military and police forces (and not many of the latter) can get their hands on them.

Just last night there was a news story about a lady in her 80's who plowed into a restaurant.

Still Hatches > Sedans

Really she looks like she’s dressed for a waterpark. Alternatively she’s so broke she had to sell the rest of her clothing.

When Susan was considering working on her own cars someone suggested she needed a mechanics creeper for when she needs to crawl underneath the car. She misheard and thought she needed a mechanics creep to take pictures of her while she crawls underneath.

I think I can hear her bikini top whimpering.

Careful, I hear she’s well on her way to “catching them all”

Man I never realized how different the WAC uniforms were from the ones the men wore. And it seems they were also trained differently on how to aim a gun.

umad bro?

The problem is it’s very difficult for police to actually catch someone who’s texting and driving, basically you have to be practically next to the offending driver to see them texting so you can write them a ticket. The texters who are even a little bit aware of their surroundings will notice the cop and simply keep…

Every time I’m in a convenience store I’m reminded that Americans can’t math. Soo many people buying lottery tickets.

Lisa Bloom is the daughter of Gloria Allred, I’m sure she was taught that literally anything that gets you in front of TV cameras is a worthwhile activity.

Looks like she already dropped off her cargo... pants.

Really nobody is making the obvious joke about making motorboat noises?

She pulls into the dirt driveway towards the dimly lit shack, sits in contemplation at what lies ahead and wonders how it all went so wrong.

Looks like she’s having trouble figuring out covers for things in general... not that I’m complaining.

I hear that like the Volvo wagon being advertised she’s faster than she looks.