DC Metro is basically Virginia, and the drivers there truly are the worst I’ve ever enountered.  Far worse than New Jersey.

Exactly this.  I loved going to the beach and not worrying about keys.

No, it sure doesn’t.  It’s a fantastic solution for those of us who intend to keep our cars (and homes) like the Battlestar Galactica -- off the fucking network. 

I had one on my old Explorer years ago, and I love that they haven’t changed it.  It works, and it’s easy to use!

I can ask myself, as the owner of a carburetor and points ignition car. And I’ve never thought of that particular term regarding my car. I don’t object; it’s just not one that I use on non-living things.

Ah, ok. To my mind, “high strung” refers to nervous and annoying humans.

“...I may have cross-threaded a bolt. But it seems to hold, so I’m happy.”

What do you mean by “high strung”?  I have no idea.

Ah, ok. I vastly prefer the modern-era Caravan, although I’ve owned 3 Toyotas over the years. I just do not care for the Sienna; I feel like they’re too cramped and not at all easy to move around inside. Also, the Pentastar V6 is a great engine.

So you loved the Dodge Caravan so much that it changed your life and made you shop for Toyota Siennas?  What?

Furthermore, he got that “cure” from aborted baby cells.  I wish Kamala would have brought that up to Pence last night.  He’d really be bleeding from that eye. 

It’s hilariously bad. I hope it’s some video editor intern who secretly fucking hates him.  

Oh, someone BETTER fucking ask Amy Flowbee Barrett about that.  I damned well better hear questions about the handmaids, the speaking in tongues, and the piegeons, too.  That woman is a flaming fucking loon.

He’s BARKING mad — but if that “cure” is really a cure, and he really does manage to get that cure in wide release and freely available —then I will fucking vote for him.

The Ford Festiva from around that time was pretty crude, and I got to drive one that belonged to a lady from work -- I asked her to let me take it for a spin because it was so cheap-looking.  I thought it didn’t feel safe.

It has fucking air conditioning!?

Bullshit.  It means you’re a human.

I answer those calls and tie them up as long as possible with a combination of vague answers, and making them repeat themselves because we have a “bad connection”, or “can you hold on a moment, someone’s at my door” - until they realize that I’m just messing with them.  Then I tell them go to fuck themselves and often…

I don’t totally agree with you, but I do think they look related.

I love that pan, but the same surprise happened to me when I first got it.  

I love that pan, but the same surprise happened to me when I first got it.