Yeah, and maybe women just aren’t interested in professions like software engineering.

I love this center and his curvy body. As a teenager, I was often teased by my friends for my attraction to offensive linemen on the thicker side...

Still better than going to a Mets game where people want to talk about the fucking Mets.

FYI...Turquoise is another Indian gem.

From speaking to a buddy from NYC, many cyclists develop these “offense is the best defense” tactics after living in NYC for long enough. People opening doors into your path, driving and parking in bike lanes, cutting you off - you basically are in constant fight-or-flight there.

The Imps are the Brits. The rebels are plucky Americans rebelling against them.

[reads headline]

Is no one going to mention the attempted murder at 0:50?!

That whole setup looks mad dangerous though.

Way to typecast yourself Noah. Now you’re only going to get roles as the guy who throws things.

RadioLab had a really good episode on this particular game.

I’d argue that isn’t actively passing. Seems like you should be going at least 5 mph faster than the other vehicle.

One of my favorite signs...

Look motherfucker, I’d be a better driver too if I had Tim Horton’s coffee and Timbits fueling my commute.

My guess is that’s how police departments will fund themselves now that everyone’s getting all pissy about civil forfeiture.

Keeping right unless passing is actually the law in a few states. It is rarely enforced. That’s the real issue.

Money turns college sports into big-time college sports, money from good ole rich boys who want to throw their weight around. Lots of universities use these foundations to funnel good ole boy, uh, enthusiasm into legal channels. Some universities, the crooked ones, might use them for illegal purposes. Funny how that…

If you don’t read EVERY communication from Ole Miss in the voice of Foghorn Leghorn, and start every paragraph by mentally adding “Ahh say, Ahh say...,” then what are we even doing here?

Jesus Christ even teenagers looked like they were 40 years old back in the 80s.

A boob-roomba, if you will.