Sorry, but doing 80MPH when there's no one around in the middle of nowhere is not the same as street racing in a crowded area.

Simple. Don't go over 80 in Virginia. No matter what.

Having lived there for much of my life, I can attest to the idea that effective speeding requires having a "blocker" car between you and the cop. Doesn't necessarily mean the "blocker" has to be always driving faster than you, but you better have one there when cresting a hill, rounding a curve or on a long straight.

Exactly. Which is why VA also bans radar detectors. Its not about slowing down, its about revenue.

A good idea, but if you live in Maryland, near the 495 Beltway, almost impossible in practice.

It's all about money and nothing else in VA. Safety is a lie. I still haven't had a worse experience just driving than going through Virginia in terms of driving standards and lane discipline on the east coast. That includes Florida which is its own special hell.

My mother drove (for the first time in her life) my GT-R from Miami to Washington, DC, and was pulled over in Emporia, VA (a known speed trap) for 81 mph, and given a reckless driving ticket. When she got home, fifteen different law firms sent her mail asking to represent her. It's all a fucked up scam, and she got…

Solution: avoid Virginia at all costs.

The best part about this is that you made the fucker twice.

My wife made an Easter Bunny cake once using some fancy mold. Bunny' small cute with white frosting and coconut fur but when you cut it open she had used red cake mix. This is afflicting but what the hell, we ate it anyway.

Why the freak is this comment languishing in the grays when it's so awesome? I salute you, lady, and your lawn jockey Santa in white face after a bender. #neverforget

Oh my God, I so, so sympathize. This doesn't involve any Williams-Sonoma products, but 10 years on my son is still talking about the Christmas I tried to lightly toast some pignoli nuts (for biscotti) and instead they burned and looked like rat turds and when I threw them out - rather vigorously and hastily - they…

The placement of the copy leads me to believe that this will actually be printed on the apron itself. If that is indeed the case, I'll take one.

Six years ago my then 3 year old son saw the Santa version of the snowman pan in the catalog and asked me to get it. I did because I was 7 months pregnant and felt guilty about this being his last Christmas without a sibling. WORST DECISION. First, the fancy ass decorations in the catalog were done with fruit…

But our artisans* hand craft and oversee every detail** of your new spoonula*** in their rustic, crafters cottage.****

The peppermint bark IS amazingly delicious and better than just about any other peppermint bark I've found from any other place.

I think a lot of us want Michael Sam to be really good at football. I want Michael Sam to be really good at football. But it might be that Michael Sam just isn't that good at football.

Upon receiving notice that Michael Sam beat up his boyfriend, he was subsequently re-instated and appointed team captain.

Too many...balls?

This sounds like a lotta work, killing Sims used to be a piece of cake back in my day...