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Commenter Of The Day: Because Of Winn-Dixie Edition [Commenter Of The Day]

Many moons ago in the little burgh of Athens, Georgia, your author worked at a local grocery chain. Back then, "paper or plastic" was a relevant question, with the customer more often than not requesting old-fashioned paper sacks. When thirty cans of cream of mushroom soup came sliding back from the cashier, you knew to grab a second paper sack, stuffing the first into it in a ritual known to bagboys everywhere as "double-bagging." You double-bagged milk, you double-bagged frozen food and you double-bagged the aforementioned can-laden parcel. And, as Ash78 reminded us while checking out the SEMA booth-babes admiring the KNIGHT XV, circumstances sometimes require double-bagging other things:

I'd be a little wary...those are probably the kind of girls where you want to put TWO covers on your car, if you catch my tokyo drift.

What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas. Especially if you double-bag.

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Commenter Of The Day: Jalopnik Endorses Edition [Commenter Of The Day]

Though we attempt to stay apolitical here at Jalopnik, it's hard to ignore that there's an election going on tomorrow. We've tried to cover the important car-related election stories such as what supporters drive and get-out-the-votemobiles. We've talked about Sarah Palin's Mustang and Barack's Grand Cherokee. Now that the day is upon us, it is time for Jalonpik to, belatedly, endorse a candidate. That's right. We're pulling for the angry old man from the south. A.J. Foyt for president. He's a fighter. A businessman. We know he can win in Indiana. And when we asked how you were going to get to the polls, we think Bret came up with a greater answer:

My polling place here in Seattle-istan is in the church right behind my house. However, I will likely drive to vote as my street is narrow and doesn't have sidewalks. The guilt infused, SUV driving libtards around here aren't very good at watching for pedestrians.

I will proudly fire up the Miata, idle up to the intersection and turn left. The recently fallen leaves, wet from being in Seattle, will have the Miata sliding on its Azenis for fifty feet. I will maintain some semblance of composure in time to pull into the parking lot, selecting a space in the shadow of my garden shed.

A gleeful voting experience will follow. I'm socially very liberal - you get one guess how I'm voting.

I will then buy a cookie from the church ladies and hop back in the car. The turn back onto my street will again require a little opposite lock. A quick blat of power and I'll coast safely back into my car port.

My glasses of election return watching wine will be all the more tasty after the dual satisfaction of fulfilling my civc duty and drifting up to the church and back at a speed never greater than 15mph.

Jalop the vote!



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