She’s a Maxim Hot 100 winner and her nickname is “perfection” for a reason.
They kick ass and sing Disney songs. What else do you want?
In the seventies, the FDA banned thujone, the chemical in wormwood that makes European absinthe such a delirious delight. Haters say that thujone-free absinthe is a contradiction, but we can’t hear them over the sounds of clinking glasses.
We love our democratic republic, but one look at Donald’s distinguished locks get us yearning for a silver-haired monarch. All hail the King of California Cool.
Whatever she’s on, we want some—oh, it’s just booze. Cheers to our favorite ingénue-on-the-rocks.
“One hour after administration of the drug, with one man having climbed a tree to feed the birds, the troop commander gave up. He himself then relapsed into laughter.”
We don’t know why it took a Brit to deliver the best news on American television (and on your Aunt Mable’s HBOGo account), but we’re glad it’s this insidious Saxon.
Though it would have preferred not dying, your Thanksgiving turkey would be delighted to know its carcass was plunged into several gallons of 500-degree peanut oil. That’s how you do it right.
Long-term, we gotta get those ice caps re-frozen; short-term, you will find us refilling this 707-horsepower sedan.
10. Hot Moms
We don’t even care if Gisele is a Martian-made humanoid meant to eventually rise up and murder New England’s favorite quarterback. She’s so beautiful.
“needa get my unicorn ass up and at em.” You always do, Miley.
If we didn’t have legs we’d have to live in the ocean, which is apparently terrifying.
As lovers of the Great Lakes, bratwurst and political corruption, we’d usually be rooting for Chicago, but we’re parachuting out of this tailspin.
Sure, a Subaru will get you there, but if given the chance, why not strap a ski rack on top of Ferrari’s all-wheel-drive, V12 station wagon?
He’s almost forty, he’s leading the league in scoring, and he gives post-game interviews like most men give the finger.
It’s not the fastest Porsche, nor the flashiest, but show us a sexier compromise of racecar and cruiser. Think of it as Porsche’s house blend.
Pat Venditte has twice the arms of a regular pitcher, and his name in the rule books.
Next up, LSU’s new quarterback, Jungle Book.
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Blow those bastards sipping Valrhona hot chocolate out of the water.
The internet is not broken.
Winter is coming and Scotch is still delicious.
Hard work is for squares.
Social media is a beautiful, supermodel-filled thing.
In honor of Biggie, as soon as he buy that wine, slip up from behind and ask her what her interests are, who she be with.
Whether he’s a cowboy, lawyer, broker, stripper or bro, we’re in awe.
Putin is scary, but we’re all for a little retro Soviet style.
The ecstatic high of salami without the soul-crushing low of grocery shopping.
With due respect, screw Tesla—this is honest American ingenuity.
The quilt that Grandma would make you if Grandma were in Hell’s Angels.
31. Good Coats
For when you want to be warm and imposing.
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We would happily listen to Dylan lyrics even if they were dictated to us by the gravelly voice of Time Warner’s ersatz answering robot.
Sometimes, a man’s bass is for him alone.
We commend the king of exercise infomercials and are writing to Santa for quads even half the size of Tony’s.
Your time is precious and laces are a fool’s game.
While there’s a certain queasiness to the luxurious appropriation of a workman’s tool, we can’t resist the cool and sturdy look of MJM’s 50-foot yachts.
Cracked lips make you look like a meth addict, and there’s not enough mistletoe in the world to overcome that comparison and get you a kiss.
The funniest woman on television ended up with her own show. Sometimes, the gods are kind.
Even if you die wakeboarding in a canal behind a Ferrari F50, at least you died wakeboarding in a canal behind a FerrariF50.
If it’s going on the company card, upgrade and fight for you right to REM.
Navajo print is cool and no one does wool better than Pendleton. If it’s good enough for pioneers…
Sometimes, cruising through on talent gets a little dull. A Lebron who’s turning a franchise around is more compelling than a Lebron who's ring shopping.
For sunglasses, we trust the Italians; for winter clothes, it’s the hearty Swedes every time.
God knows where the season will bring you, but wherever that is, the Unimog can get you back.