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Air BNB.

“Fake shoes!" 

Meanwhile at the lake.

That would suck.

Somehow, though, I actually managed to find two of these cars in a neighborhood about a mile from my hotel here, as I was wandering around hunting for interesting cars.

Torch is one of those people who, when he answers the question “how ya doin” with “Livin the dream,” he means it.

Just some good old boys, never meaning no harm...

I know it’s not a popular take around these parts, but I’m going to mourn John McCain.

I mean, sure, we could have just said “some doohickeys get in the way of other doohickies,” but that’s not enough. You have a RIGHT to know WHAT doohickeys and HOW they move and WHY. Don’t fear knowlegde: embrace it.

I’ll also note that we all thought this would be a super easy story but then we lost Jason and David for weeks while they worked on this having no idea how unbelievably complicated it would turn out.

Yeah, well, you know, that’s just, like, your opinion, man

I thought “Agent Orange” was Trump’s KGB code name?

your car is a deadly weapon, the driver had just used it to hit another car, I am 100% okay with the police officer drawing his weapon on the driver of the car.

If there’s a place on earth where “Don’t you know who I am?” isn’t gonna work, it’d be the Hamptons.