Mother fuckin’ brap indeed.
Mother fuckin’ brap indeed.
Jokes on them. The US didn’t lose a single F-35 during the Vietnam war.
Nobody’s Watching, Nobody’s Listening, Nobody Cares or, How I Stayed the Head Coach of the Cincinnati Bengals For Sixteen Fucking Years: The Marvin Lewis Story
Joe Ingles: trash talker of the gods. Body of a rec league dad.
Matt Farah did an excellent job of scaring me out of ever considering the Focus RS.
You would have to call your local Hyundai store and be like “Hey, Azera lotta deals on those cars?”
I would say I’m surprised Dwight has stayed silent and not tried to refute these claims, but he’s always been hesitant to defend and rebound in big moments.
So all these numbers and skid plate comparisons are to a base Ranger? Not an off-road package or Raptor version?
Eh, Machado about nothing, if you ask me.
Shock and (Kavan)augh.
My dad “accidentally” uses the accent of the culture whose food we are eating at a restaurant. Indian, Mexican, Vietnamese. And that’s less embarrassing than this loss.
Will David take it to Moab next year?
Air BNB.
“We need sturdy, reliable all-weather, all-sea craft for ridiculously dangerous lifesaving missions. Anybody got any suggestions where we should look for something like that?”
Pretty sure that would have decapitated Neymar.
That’s just soooo messed up.
I’ve always wondered what the negative effects of lifting were. It seems that people love to downplay any significant on road effects just to justify their purchase or sell their product.