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And for me, always, always stale on one end. The pizza places don’t exist for me(I hate cheese and tomatoes period), but Subway just plain sucks. I’ve never eaten there by choice, last time was when my mom was dying and I got an awful sandwich from the one at the hospital. It was every bit as bad as I expected it

The city I used to live in repaved the street and decided to install 2 speed bumps. More like parking blocks than the normal type of rounded bump seen in the top pic. These were like 6" tall without any taper. Immediately, there were cars hitting them and soon they both had chunks taken out of them. Nobody asked for

Since I’m a picky SOB, there was little I would eat from the cafeteria, but one of the things I did eat a fair amount of was the weird mashed potatoes that came out of a giant black can. The entire can sat in a wheeled heater thing that was moved around as needed when they were all warmed up and the next can was

Unlike almost every other food item, I’m not picky about fries, if it’s potatoes boiled in oil, I’m ok with them. One of my favorite things growing up was when we would go to a family friend’s house, and their grandmother took potatoes, cut them up and fried them in Mazola oil. I loved them 55 years ago and still love

As a total tomato hater, I have to tell waiters “No tomatoes or ketchup” all the time. Most of the time, the burger or sandwich comes like I ask for it, but if I’m in a hurry, and don’t check it before I leave, it’s got ketchup, or one of the other many things I hate on it, and it’s garbage. Lettuce is just a hassle

My dad hated seatbelts. He never wore one, ever, as far as I know. In ‘73, he passed out due to heart trouble and crashed into a power pole at about 50 MPH or so. The car, a ‘69 Cadillac Sedan De Ville, was bent about 40 degrees, and the engine tossed a rod when the throttle got stuck. He was only supposed to be

A hit piece for sure, but it’s your right to do one, I guess. Many times I’ve driven over 12 hours at a time, with only a gas/toilet break in my Scat Pack and the R/T I had before that. I have a terrible bad back and the seats aren’t just OK, they’re great! One of the main reasons I bought the Challenger is just the

I see this assclown in a GT350 all the time. It’s amazingly loud, and he drives like he’s a cop on a code 3 call. 

Maybe you should have looked at the manual and figured out how to put the big digital speedo on the screen? A smaller one, at least on my car, is there most of the rest of the time. 

It was a hit piece. She didn’t even try to hide it.

There have been several “bad” intersections around NW Ohio that had at least a couple of bad wrecks and usually one fatal crash a year, and the state and the county argued and argued about what to do about them. One intersection  I learned about the hard way. For over 35 years, the engineers recommended a turn signal

Someone needs to tell Steve that a dog turd (That would be him) wrapped up in a nice wrapper (His endless suits) is still a dog turd. 

I like the exterior color a lot, but the peanut butter interior just blows. I hated my old Iroc-Z Camaro’s “camel” interior (Too good a deal to pass up on it), but this is 10x worse. Just make it black/dark grey for me.

I don’t like the looks much either, but what you posted above looks worse.

I didn’t really ever want to talk about actual school stuff, but my sister was a whole different sort of person. Not only did she want to tell my mom and dad all about it, she rarely talked about anything else, all the way through high school. Dinner was me telling my dad/mom about some bizarre shit one of the “odd”

If you’ve ever spent time in Pierre, SD, you would know that everyone in the town knows him, his wife, etc, and with the connections by party, wealth, and drinking buddies, he wasn’t going to be seriously hurt by this thing. It’s a weird place, we had relatives there and they literally knew everyone, from the Governor

My friend and I both hated the Charger’s (His was an ‘09, mine was an ‘08) cheap assed interior. Neither of us had any real complaints about the rest of the car, both of them had zero issues the entire time we owned them, except the ones pothole caused. I was about to put new tires on mine at 3 years and he kept his

I didn’t want to talk about school itself, but the kids who acted up, and about the teachers who weren’t quite right were great topics, but as soon as the conversation came back to actually what was going on in class, I didn’t want to talk about it.

A friend bought a Charger and wasn’t thrilled with it, he was a Chevy guy and I asked him, “Why didn’t you buy an SS?”. He had no idea it even existed. Neither of us had ever seen a single ad for it. By the time I told him about it, it was too late and only a few of them were left and they were all bad colors, or

Around here, it seems like the baked potatoes are as old as I am. So old they develop an odd taste. I don’t know what it is, but I don’t like it at all. Last time I got one, it was dark yellow inside and stunk. I went back and the girl at the window said, “They’re all like that, they were made a long time ago!”, so I