69montego
69montego
69montego

Policing what other people eat is practically a national pastime. My son is almost three, and people still give me shit for eating sushi a few times while I was pregnant. They seem amazed that he wasn’t born with three heads. (Truly, it is amazing the nation of Japan has survived as long as it has.)

The fact that any food could be “controversial” is a depressing statement about the number of busybodies in our midst. If you don’t want to drink raw milk, don’t. What is the controversy?

inextinguishable too. 

The other Fisker car was indistinguishable too.

Spam? Spam is a delicious, easy to make, alternative to meat. I love it! Couldn’t recommend it enough.

I’ve found that when I am on a low carb diet, farts are non-existent. As soon as I increase my carb intake, it’s on. The worst farts that I ever smelled was from a guy at work that was on some protein diet. We flew on Chinooks together and he was stationed in the ramp area of the cabin. Anyone familiar with the

Actually, I’d be more concerned with figuring out how to make them less audible. Even the foulest-smelling fart, if silent, can be blamed on someone else.

Silent but deadly.

A welded diff is a really good way to find yourself in a lot of trouble very fast on the street. I’ve seen peoples’ 4x4s on their roof because they left lockers engaged on the street. It’s unsafe and a really bad idea on public roads.

DAY-um! Really like that bike. Looks like something Italian Batman would ride.

Yah, I’d say Guzzi did it better...

The Moto Guzzi Flying Fortress is not impressed.

Life is getting more absurd by the minute my friend.

No more absurd than a Z06 Corvette, most of which will never see a racetrack.

If you are carrying something up into the bed of the truck, the tailgate step is pretty handy. I rarely use the handle... Some day I might need it. ;-)

Who’s buying them? People who don’t know how money works AND are more interested in impressing others.

There’s an apartment complex about a mile from my house - FIVE Raptors in the parking lot. They’re there every day when I leave at o’dark thirty in the morning. I chuckle nearly every day because they have to have

It is always a GT350R.

I always liked to get some solder for a techie electronics guy and let them get about halfway through his job and then go "You wanted acid core, right?" and watch them freak the f**k out.

cunning troll trap. . . Nice.