Just get it in a darker color. (Yes, this was "chopped".)
Just get it in a darker color. (Yes, this was "chopped".)
I would call 911, loudly enough for the drunk to hear, and tell them I suspect a drunk person is about to get into his car (with description and license plate number) and simply ask them if there's anything else I should do.
The rule sounds fabricated to make the project seem more interesting. A simple phone call will answer the question of whether video is allowed or not. Can someone lend me their phone?
Poetic justice will be achieved when gangsta's selling fake cars arrange a meeting with gansta's seeking to car-jack said fake car and shoot each other dead.
Lane splitting always made me ponder two thing. One, if I'm stopped in traffic and decide to open my door (to dump some cold coffee out of my travel mug, for example) and a motorcyclist hits it, can I sue him to fix my door? Two, if, in yawning, I stretch my arm out the window and a motorcyclist knocks it off, can I…
Not Kinja's fault. I was responding to you, but didn't make it clear that I was mocking someone.
All they'll need to do is remove the windows from the Traverse and commission a new Lenny Kravitz song for the ads.
I was mocking a previous poster (I should have used quotation marks). Your post was spot on.
You are morally superior AND you watched it? Whoa...that's overly edgy, dude.
Some bicyclists never seem to understand this from either the legal or safety perspective (the latter being the only one that matters). Get off your bike, make sure you're seen, and walk it across.
That ad seems almost satirical. The features that constituted "a lot of car for the money" back then (a battery, rub strips, glove-box lock, etc.) seem so basic now, it's hard not to laugh.
So all the chirping you hear as he's walking up are the sounds of parents who think the game is being called unfairly and is getting out of hand.
No one wants to hear your shitty unsolicited advice.
Un-blowed? That would be a naturally-aspirated fish, then.
The "internet's" response was a collection of individually harmless responses (including your sympathetic one) that turned overwhelming by their sheer number. How is "the internet" supposed to gauge and manage its response? It can't and you'd assume somebody posting content to the internet would know this. I have…
...and [they] are somehow better than those that need it.
Ah, you must belong to the other millenials. Congratulations for accomplishing what Methuselah couldn't.
Spot on, VR. They publish ads for inventory they don't have, just to get leads.