My parents had a 2003 V6 Passat wagon AWD and (still have) a 2000 TDI Beetle... they routinely drive from Salt Lake City to Park City, which has a decent climb up the canyon (PC is at 7000 ft). The Passat was, as my dad called it, a “gutless wonder” and got maybe 22 MPG on a good day on the flat.

I’m glad I’m not the only one who feels this way... after Trump, there is no other person on earth that I want to die a long, slow, painful death. I'm done with pacifism, these men are truly evil and deserve no compassion whatsoever. 

Does it bother anyone else that the first mask with the monogrammed initials has them in the wrong order? I see this mistake all the time.* (For that style of monogram, it should be First - Last - Middle/Maiden.) Great mask otherwise...

My dad (plain looking suburban white guy) has an anti-MAGA hat: “Make Racists Afraid Again.” He’s taken to wearing it lately and has gotten a myriad of reactions: from disgust (then realization/relief to what it really says once they read it), to amiable and consequently confused, then annoyed because they’ve been…

I had the opposite experience - my dad would get so excited for ‘Santa’ and Christmas every year that I didn’t have the heart to tell my parents that I knew he wasn’t real... so I pretended to believe for about 2 or 3 years after I figured it out.

I agree. It’s the athlete’s responsibility to know the rules, and she blatantly disregarded them. She should/could have gotten a TUE for it and decided to take her chances by NOT doing so, and she got caught.

+1... fuck those assholes.

Ditto here! We had a 1985 Volvo 740 wagon and my dad installed these flip-up seats back there (complete with shoulder/lap belts) that my sister and I would sit in and wave to cars behind us when we weren’t doing other stupid shit.

Fuck the FOP. Every time I saw a FOP license plate or sticker on a car, I knew the person driving was most likely a giant piece of shit.

PICS PLZ. Especially of the ginger. Love me some orange kitties!

Agreed. And I recently made the foolish decision to switch careers to one that promotes women’s health, and it’s become more and more depressing every day. This administration is just one giant cock block to anyone that isn’t a wealthy white male.

Ugh, there goes any chance I had at being treated normally during dates this year... (I own a horse.)

Oh man, my parents are the same way. Between them leaving perishable food out on the counter for hours at a time and my mother putting *everything* in the freezer (dairy products are her favorite) and using well over 6 months later, I’m surprised they’re still alive. Worst part is I used to work in food safety, so not…

I haven’t ever participated in a SNS because I’m a day ahead of you guys and always forget, but when I do end up reading the thread long after it's been put to bed gives me a little hope for humanity.

He looks like Mr. Burns or Slugworth from Willie Wonka. [shudders]

Mmm-hmm. Makes you wonder if they’re just hammering out squat after squat in the gym because they know they’ll look hot in their uniforms.

Growing up in the 80s, my sister and I had a million Barbie dolls between the two of us thanks to an overindulgent grandmother, but never a Ken doll. When we both got Bride Barbie, we were kind of perplexed when playing as we didn’t have any male dolls to marry them to. I remember asking my mother, as a 5-year-old,…

True, it’s definitely only for a certain few, and I don’t think I’d do it again. But before everyone jumps up my ass again and calls me a fat shamer... cruises revolve a lot around eating, gambling, drinking and other very sedentary activities. A lot of people literally never get off the boat once they board - they…

Okay, CTFD, I put it in quotes because I wrote down exactly what they said over the intercom: “medical emergency.” You all need to fucking relax. Maybe go on a cruise.

Absolutely. My first (and only, so far) cruise ended up having to divert to another port because there was a “medical emergency” (read: one of the obese passengers had a heart attack), which was par for the course for them, apparently. My parents never went on cruises until the past few years, and my mom says she’s…