Typical Gizmodo. Nestled right in Big Boxed Wine's pocket.

I'll just lump this, van Persie and Cahill together and be satisfied that I don't have to choose.

Anecdotal evidence is guess what? Anecdotal.

that fucking killed me. STRAIGHT TO THE BUTT BACK MOUNT

Did you unplug the carbon monoxide detector because it was making too much noise again?

GOOD GUYS WIN, BAD GUYS LOSE, AND AS ALWAYS, BRZ PREVAILS.

LISTEN HERE, MY FRIEND, THIS SLAMMIN JAMMIN FLAVOR FIESTA DOESN'T STOP WITH SOME PISSY LITTLE SANDWICH. FOR ROUND TWO, PREPARE YOUR FACEHOLE FOR THE POUNDING IT DESERVES. WE'VE GOT SATAN'S OWN YOU-DAHO POTATOES, AN INCREDIBALLER DISH WHERE WE'VE DUMPED AN ENTIRE BAG OF SPUDS AND THREE POUNDS OF CIGARETTE BUTTS INTO A…

RING THE BELL IN FLAVORTOWN SQUARE BECAUSE GUY REVERE IS RIDING HIS 4-COURSE FLAVOR HORSE THROUGH THE STREETS TO WARN YOU ABOUT HIS BRAND NEW CASH MONEY DELI BRO-GIE JAM PACKED WITH MORE MEAT THAN A DRUNK SORORITY GIRL ON A SATURDAY NIGHT. AND THIS AIN'T NO GAY-OLI MY FRIENDS, OUR STRAIGHT GANGSTER VOLCANO AIOLI SAUCE…

Definitely a boat, here I did the work for those so-

TL;DR: Read the whole thing.

Well, there's your problem.

Why?

Ohhhhhh, you're a clever one. Are you a lawyer?

How about we just skip the middle-man and throw Skrillex in a fire?

Her: Hey big boy, I saw your Ferrari rolling down the street looking mighty fine. I couldn't catch your attention, so I called the dealership seeing if I could get to know you.

Told you so.

Actually, it was Richie who vandalized his vehicle. He decided he finally wanted to make a dent in something other than his own reputation.