The interview amounts to an all-you-can-eat buffet of batshit things that old white men with power and money say.

If you haven’t already, go read Pattern Recognition by William Gibson.

In William Gibson’s book “Pattern Recognition,” the main character has a deep-seated, visceral reaction of fear/disgust when seeing the Michelin Man.  Now that I’ve seen the older costumes, it makes much more sense.

You remember that Sunday morning, two months after dad left, you wake up and notice mom’s hair is seriously mussed, and then you walk into the kitchen and dad is making eggs like the past eight weeks never happened . . .

Shoes are thrown because the feet are considered dirty and gross in that region, and therefore insulting to the target.

Pardon me, but do you have any yellow mustard?

If you were a writer, would you have voted for him? If the answer is yes, then which writer do you volunteer to take a bullet and vote no to uphold your purity test?

“The Renesis engine is basically choking itself...”

missing from the list: Datsun 510

[Dealer]: Shit. How much is this gonna cost me?

Can we get an official update on Drew? You don’t have to get into specifics or anything, just a simple “he is doing better should be back soon” would be nice.

Is anyone else getting bored with these Tesla pair-ups?

I think a giant blinking sign on the front that says “definitely not gay” would cut straight to the chase.

What? Outgoing Ram and incoming Ram are both easily the best looking HD trucks out there.

It says something about the commenters on several other Gawker sites that it really took me a while to be sure you were joking. I’m up to 99%.

Please. Serena’s incident was not in any way a “meltdown,” “collapse,” “choke job after going up a break and then throwing it away,” or “moment of barely believable selfishness that distracted from the fact that she was getting run off the court by her young, rising-star opponent on the cusp of a thoroughly impressive…