On Saturday evening, after Hercules stranded thousands of travelers all over the country, JetBlue did something super cool for a bunch of New Yorkers trying to get home from New Orleans.
Have to fly, have to fight, have to pretend you love that gift from your aunt. Socks, every time.
Deck the halls with nothing. You apartment is way too small for decorations.
True love has been standing right in front of you all along. Well, sitting. In a bottle.
It's called the Dane Train, and you need to jump on it.
You won't see it coming. Ready yourself.
I'm fine, seriously, don't help me up. This is just my life.
He is the most adorable ruler of the most delicious of snacks. And you will know his fluffy power.
It's the most wonderful time of the yea — oh, blerg.
Victory was within their grasp. And then it was gone.
Their days of riding in the sidecar are over. Or maybe not, because sidecars are pretty great.