Flavourtowne

Here's the website if you, like me, were too lazy to Google it.

But DC isn't a state, so how can we be the second most expensive state to retire in - ?

I mean, if it doesn't stand for Lyndon B. Johnson, it probably stands for Limerick Blow Jobs.

Here you go.

Frankencattle's Monster

Well, first we need to get someone on r/writingprompts to write us a story. Then we need a screenwriter. Then we need investors. Then we need producers. Then they do all the work. Then = Money!!!

In a World

Where Assholes

Miss Their Stops

In a just world, we would call this: Justifiable. Homicide.

Well, I guess it's a bummer that it finally closed, but it's hardly new news that it was going to be redeveloped. Honestly, I was surprised the TJ Maxx was still there. I do hope that a new movie theater is able to go into that space! Guess we'll see.......

I'm surprised when you applied you weren't told: "By the way, if you move here, you won't be able to register your car because blah-blah-blah."

Oh man, I liked that -- fighting into the EOB, then through the White House?

I agree. Makes it an odd hit and run!

Connecticut Plaza in Woodley Park matches this description (built in the 1920s!) I lived there for over a decade. Not sure about rents though!

I thought DC's assessment page might include building age, alas, it doesn't!

But per OP's description, the at-fault driver did stop. And then pulled into a parking area. At which point the victim took off.

Uhhh ... like the cop absolutely should've stopped, but how is this a hit and run? The instigator pulled into a parking lot ... and the victim drove off? (Pretty sure the definition of a hit and run is the instigator runs).

Nice! I mean, depending on your vision, architect, and contractor I guess! :)

Sorry, what's the "pop-up"? Rooftop extension?

Amen!

"Dude, you're in New Hampshire, and just because your second cousin twice removed married my first cousin does not mean we're related!"

I recommend Bookstore Movers!!!!

In some cases, the on and off merge are the same damn lane!

Of course this year I'm traveling for the holiday!

Mine is hidden deep under the spare tire. It still works.

When my great-great-grandparents came to the U.S., they settled in or near Red Wing. I was in Minneapolis about ten years ago for work, and there was a bar called "The Newspaper" (I think?) that had a bar shaped like a boat. Bartenders had to climb the rigging to get to bottles, and if you were seated near the bow, you had to drink about half your beer before you could put it down without spilling it. What a great place!