"I know it...I know it in my heart.
"I know it...I know it in my heart.
For real. You pull the fuck over right now and get a ride to the DMV so you can relinquish your drivers license. And that was before the crash.
Give me your tired, your poor, Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free...AND CHECK OUT THESE PRICES!!! We've got new cars, We've got used cars...I"M GIVING THEM AWAY!!! Car doesn't float your boat? We've got motorcycles, we've got Vespas, we've got Segways if your dignity can handle it.
That just gave me Morgan-wood.
Commercial:
1st gear: This is wonderful. Now I may be able to actually drag my hungover, broke after the first night, post ninge depressed ass over to look at things I suddenly can no longer afford.
Or...If you're not first you crashed?
Yeah, Lovebugs are a real problem around here too.
I know. I am just projecting, and BMW won't take my calls anymore. The restraining order expires next year though, so I got that going for me.
Patrick George: "See this giant bag of money, free Hookers, and indentured Leprechauns?"
Imagine this grisly scenario:
"What happened?"
In (former) Soviet Russia, you don't "kick the tires". The tires kick the you...In the face if possible.
Yup...Beat me to it.