You know what really burns my biscuits? Poorly prepared news segments. Like don’t tell me escaped convicts are on the run and to keep a lookout and then fail to provide a photographic point of reference. This isn’t some 1930’s radio static shenanigans. Video killed the radio star three decades ago, get with the program Helmet Hair Hannah and Spray Tan Stan. Isn’t a mug shot one of the first badges of honor one accrues when being hustled through the old pokey? It isn’t like we’re relying on some third hand witness sketch artist shit show to visually guide us through “Where in the World is the Slammer Skipper?” Burnt biscuits never killed anyone, but pause the alert and do a Google search next time.