My sister drove a Toyota Siena for a good fifteen years, and she would fight anybody who dissed it. That thing kicked ass and asked for seconds. She used to say it would be the only thing to survive the apocalypse, along with cockroaches and Keith Richards.

Good one, Anon.

UrbanRebel? Yuck. Why not the CUPRA Cabra? (Yes, I know there’s an “h” missing. Just go with it.)

For Zarquod’s sake, just get the fucking shot already. Wear a mask. Wash your hands. IT AIN’T THAT HARD.

You know, I was all up in this ready to buy one, when this phrase

I love this truck, and I hate trucks. A quick check online shows that it’s actually a bit underpriced for the condition and mileage. Nice Price all the way.

I still see Mazda 5s around the neighborhood. I might have bought one if it had more oomph under the hood. As it was, we went with the C-Max and haven’t looked back.

I always loved the look. Sadly, as one of the commenters noted below, I had to fold myself like an accordion into the driver’s seat. Knees up around my ears.

“Does Rover got to choke a bitch?”

Ask any teacher. HUNGRY KIDS DON’T LEARN.

Fresno has been at the nexus of three societal upheavals: farm-owning Japanese-Americans were uprooted and put into the camps, resulting in their being robbed of God knows how much property and wealth; a very large Latino community has grown there, many of them poor immigrants or migrant farm workers, which means the…

I can categorically say yes to this. A couple of years ago, I went to a wedding in Wisconsin. The DJ played Beyoncé. The dance floor was half full. Lady Gaga? If we must. Then he busted out the polka and folks ran—RAN—onto the dance floor. If it’s your jam, it’s your jam.

HAHAHAnope

Mrs. Orca comes from Fresno—their motto should be “Set your watch to 1859.”

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Or Catalina Island, off the coast of California. There’s a ton of golf carts, so you’d stand out as you try to escape the stampeding bison.

I’ll forgive him, but I’m still going to make sure his triggered snowflake ass is going to jail.