Take out of wrapper, flush down the toilet.

Probably not, but it won’t stop me from eating one.

I am intrigued and horrified at the same time.

A pie is not a sandwich.  Neither is a hot dog.

Their curly fries are also pretty tasty.

I wouldn’t buy one of these, but it’s probably priced about right.  But even if I were in the market for a Maserati I wouldn’t be looking for one on Craigslist - especially not one being offered by a sleazy BHPH dealer.

The McDonalds in Seaside, CA, was once a bank. It isn’t there anymore - it burned down a few years ago.

One of my sister’s dogs growls while playing.  And I once had a cat that did the same thing!

For someone who really wants an El Camino or Caballero, this is probably a Nice Price. But I’m not that someone, and having had first-hand experience with the Olds diesel engine (in an ‘81 Buick Electra), this is a hard pass.

I’ve made it a few times; we have a freakishly prolific lemon tree in the back yard.  And I’ve never found a recipe online that I liked as-is.  In almost every case I added more lemon juice and cut back on the sugar.

I’ve eaten 7-Eleven pizza on a couple of occasions. And on neither occasion did I congratulate myself on choosing wisely. I’m not a big fan of Little Caesar’s either, but I’d rather eat their pizza if I’m just going for some cheap and already-ready pie.

Also works well paired with something spicy.  I used to do pepperoni, pineapple and jalapenos pretty often.

The Prizm was actually a rebadged Corolla variant.

A wagon with a stick?  Yeah, I want it.  But not this one.  Or any other VW from this era.

Had one too many cold b’ers one night an’ wrapped hisself around a telephone pole...

Don Knotts says, “The Dude is another Tough Truck from Dodge.”

Or is it Ugosmobice?

No dice all night, and crack pipe every day.

I had no idea sock-style window shades existed.  Still can’t use them on the Miata, though, unless I want to keep the windows up.

My daily is a ‘90.  And I wouldn’t hesitate to drive it cross-country.