Springfield, I’m aware of/ Eats GMC Sierras/ When the algae on the boat ramp starts bloomin’…

Send David Tracy to break your mom’s HOA.

I love the generosity of detail spread about the show to even super minor characters, like that girl who was clearly crushed not to have received the “Best Dressed” trophy.

Gah! Borax Body Spray was right there!

“Oh, here come the cured meat sweats…”

“Van Damme it all to hell!”

20 Mule Team.

Oh, damn, just one of my dream cars… Well out of my range, unfortunately.

Hell, he stuck them all together and made a three-piece suit!

A former coworker told me about a high school friend who was given a car by his parents. He got a vanity plate which was supposed to mean Pop’s… Not! Absent punctuation and spacing, though, it just read “POPSNOT”. So everyone called him/the car pop snot.

Tried and failed to find a photo I took of a classic brown Jag in its natural environment… Being loaded onto a flatbed on the side of the road.

This is gonna get messy.

Monuments is right there!

You could probably get a really cool soy egg pattern if you crack the shell but leave it on until it comes out of the smoke.

Mexican green onions, maybe? Basically big chives.

A smoked Brie with some candied jalapeños thrown atop before service would probably kick all kinds of ass.

I’m not crying; you’re crying!

With this Lego set, you can be the master of Jerry’s domain.

It’s how I was able to include my girlfriend to the concept in a way she understood and enjoys, as she doesn’t consume alcohol. A shared shower and shower beer makes two great things even greater!