The company is back now, and up to its old tricks making cars like the Giulia that are beautiful to look at, rapturous to hear, and that can go like stink. They also suffer from the occasional electrical gremlin, and no one knows how they will fare once the new wears off.

Yeah, and if your aunt had balls she’d be your uncle. The fact is our drivers aren’t educated and they have fuckall for lane discipline and situational awareness. Also, as others have pointed out, the majority of our highways weren’t built and certainly aren’t maintained nearly up to autobahn snuff. We’d need to strip…

My best friend had a Beretta in high school. I remember it being slow as shit, I remember the doors being unbelievably heavy, and I remember feeling like I was making a cameo in Knight Rider when I was riding in it.

There were some aspects of this game that really irked me. You guys already covered the “spend time exploring a super complex secret area to get nothing but a new skin for your droid” irritation. I was also occasionally irked by situations where I’d do incredibly difficult Jedi parkour shit to reach some platform…

Ehhhhhh... if it really has all the service records for it, and those records indicate everything’s been done following the correct schedule by competent people, then I’d give this a grimacing hypothetical Nice Price, assuming the buyer knows what he or she is getting into.

This applies universally. Drivers who are too nice (or too timid, or whatever) can be just as dangerous as drivers who are too aggressive or too selfish. Be predictable, follow the rules. Pretty simple shit. 

I installed Fallen Order this morning, then made the mistake of firing it up while on a pointless conference call (I work from home). Now I’m anxiously fidgeting and waiting for my son’s bedtime so I can dive back in. I only spent about 45 minutes with it so far but: yum. 

Hey, look, an episode that shows Twitter is the worst thing in the world, and a reminder that human beings don’t have the empathy or emotional maturity to be allowed to share unfiltered, impulsive thoughts with huge masses of people. It must be a day ending in “y.”

“I hear it’s a joke. I haven’t watched. I haven’t watched for one minute because I’ve been with [Turkish President Recep Tayyip Erdogan]. Which is much more important, as far as I am concerned,”

God, damn, that’s a pretty car. 

Yeesh man. I drive a Tacoma. I love Toyota pickups. And if this things been as well maintained on the inside as it looks on the outside, it will continue getting laughably shitty mileage for years and years to come. And yet... CP.

I had an ‘88 with a 22RE and a 5 speed for a few years. Made a canvas roll-up soft top for it so in the summer I could cruise topless. God I loved that truck. Only had like 120k on it too. The fucking engine man. Could barely get out of its own way but still ran like a top.

I actually ended an interview not long ago because they floated something like this. They asked if I would commit to three years and I was actually shocked, I thought that meant they were offering a three-year contract, and I said sure, I’d sign a three year contract. To which they replied no, they’re still offering…

what makes the orange guy think he can?

I look forward to the GOP reaction to the inevitable refugee crisis caused by open warfare against the cartels. 

Jesus, that’s Trump levels of thin-skinned.

My first thought was that it doesn’t look like a hat: it looks like a tiny model of a hat that a baker would make out of fondant for a satiric fancy-dress-themed cake.

I’m going to be doing this with RDR2 at some point. I got probably 80-85% of the way through the game, then just... stopped. I loved the game, but I have very limited time for gaming now (job/child/etc) and for whatever reason, whenever I had those few free hours to play, I just wanted to play something else. Now it’s…

“I’m not prejudiced, a white male in this country has very few rights and they’re getting took more every day,”

This is SOP for Brady and various other NFL luminaries. To question them, however politely you do so, is to attack them.