That's what I say about myself on my resumé!

I like to imagine they get brunch regularly.

Add "Love is a Stranger" and that's about all you need on your Eurythmics playlist.

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Waist-high gargoyles who finish each other’s sentences.

"What did we learn?"
"I don't know, sir."
"I don't fuckin' know either. I guess we learned not to do it again."
"Yes, sir."
"….I'm fucked if I know what we did."
"Yes, sir, it's, uh, hard to say"
"Jesus Fucking Christ."
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Perfect casting, considering that Bannon really is a lumpy 300lb pile of extraterrestrial cockroaches wearing a poorly-fitting human skin suit that he flayed off of a grimy hick!

I like to believe David Brooks and Paul Krugman share a cubicle, like a journalistic odd-couple.

No, Jane got tired of being used as his weekly column-fodder.

Just avoid the knock-off store-brand Dagnabbit.

Or #2! You guys lack America's obsession with universal air conditioning - meaning you're tragically contributing less to the very problem you will suffer more for!

Just stay put and roll the dice! Here in coastal Brooklyn, I'm looking at #1 or #5, I bet.

You'll get some great material in the more underfunded hospitals of deep Brooklyn!

At least my ass has a simple color palette, symmetry, and a healthy balance of foreground and background.

Really what this article needs is a quiz to choose how you would like you and your family to die in the next 25-50 years, complete with a color-coded map pointing you to the correct location to meet your chosen fate. From what I read, the options are:

…standpoint.

"This is New York! If you mess with one of us, the rest will look down at our phones, turn up our earbuds, and fervently pretend not to notice!"

I heard that one this morning when some fool tried to hold open the subway doors on a packed already-delayed train…

And in the middle of that spectrum is Cars 3