I just saw the video splashscreen and “Kaboom”. I am not interested in the article, I just want her phone number. Pretty-please?

oh, I didn’t even dig for a spectacular landing. Just showing the topography and the abruptness of the landing strip is enough for me to admire the pilots’ balls of steel and mad skills.

I am till trying to make a link between “windstorm”, “code brown” and “shitstorm” and failing. Any suggestions?

The island is Madeira and the city is Funchal, but, yes, it is basically like landing a 737 on an aircraft carrier.

Holy moly. I just landed there 2 hours ago, and all was peachy.

I find Secretariat a somewhat blah name. If horses were meant to remind us of public service landmarks, we might as well call one Public Restroom.

Isn’t that the premise of most part of female fashion, that the promise of the packaging is never kept, but that by the time that happens, either the light is out and / or the observing party has suffered a severe redistribution of blood from the brain to the reproductive system?

wow, one of the fastest growing nudist communities, all 1400 of them! That would be a nudist community in a smaller German (or Scandinavian) village. If they were prudish.

she looks like Edelmann might have a case of the minors on his hands if she would care to sue...

lots of water. And lots of wine.

I am quite convinced that the playoff game against the Seahawks ruined him for now. First of all, he was not pulled early enough by the coaches. Maybe he said "I'll play through it", but I did not have the impression that there was anything he wanted to prove. I actually had the feeling that somebody wanted to ruin…

"Saar-key" is very far from the real pronunciation. If you want an approximation in English writing, it is more like "Saar-chye" or "Saar-tye".

Best Jezebel article evva!

And here come the guys in the garbage bags...

and where there is cake, there is no sex. Vicious circle.

that was the only knowledgeable comment so far (apart from mine)

With cyclists, all the energy is in the legs. There is nothing more left for the arms and the brain, nor any other parts of the body which, on occasion, might require a lively infusion of the red sap. They slap like little girls and are thick as bricks.

apparently, where Ray Rice comes from, beating someone unconscious on the elevator is conducive to marriage.

oK, that guy who has never spoken similar things in his entire life may come forward and throw the first stone.

just do not speed anywhere.