I do mine with onion soup mix, fresh-minced veggies peppers and onions, replace the bread crumbs with crushed sourdough pretzels, put 3 or 4 hard-boiled eggs in the middle, wrap the whole thing in bacon, and smoke it for the better part of a day.

I want a ‘62 Continental convertible, a ‘59 Series 62, and a ‘32 Duesenberg SJ.

This is true. It happened to a friend of mine this month. Her stalker ex-fiance showed up at her place of work and tried to claim it was accidental, but it made her feel threatened and made her worry about losing her job. She vented the “men are scum” post on fb, and they put her in fb jail for hate speech.

Here’s the problem.

1994, senior in high school. First car, an 88 Lebaron in black cherry.

Sorry. Every time I hear this song, I’m too busy looking around for a murderous red automobile to make a cute video about it.

Looking forward to your thoughts.

Every year, I make Stephen King’s Transylvanian goulash for the week of Halloween. It’s become something of a tradition now. Also, it’s delicious and I recommend it highly.

In a story I’ve been writing off and on, I’ve been calling them autocarriages.

Weren’t the Dead Rising zombies actually being hosts for parasitic wasps?  If so, wouldn’t they lump in your #10 “catch-all infected” group?

Oh wait, we knew this already:

Because Plane Shift:  Innistrad didn’t happen in 2016...?

Ok, let me see if I have this right. I should get a hatchback because of fuel economy, small footprint, two arguements for big cargo, a portable home, and to “impress the ladies.” I submit the following:

I can’t get this out of my head now. Seriously, I either want to write pages and pages about this autonocar cowboy, or I want to play him/her in a TTRPG.

Nice!  Recently bought a hearse and the wired backup cam the previous owner had installed is junk. 

Nice!  Recently bought a hearse and the wired backup cam the previous owner had installed is junk. 

The game is based on the tabletop RPG, which pretty much said what its focus was when they gave their combat mechanics the nickname “Friday Night Firefight.”

I completely agree with you. There is no point in driving an oversized behemoth like that regularly.

I think it was “The Crow: Stairway to Heaven.”

Too many to think of all of them.