Or the Microwave Oven which is a Faraday Cage.
Or the Microwave Oven which is a Faraday Cage.
I would rather read all day about obscure, slow, and shitty cars than supercars.
I just really love the regular Stratos, the Zero is just so wild I can’t help but love it in a year 2350 fantasy world kind of way.
And the Viper has been my favorite car since I was a kid. Agreed on the wanting to kill you type. Plus that long hood, rear axle driving position, GT shape just absolutely kills me. See…
Darkside failed to manage their customer's expectations. Blame Darkside.
My favourite answer to “Can I smoke in your car?” is “Can I shit in your mouth?”. Usually gets the point across, although I suppose it could occasionally become quite messy.
Oh, I never dispute what a turd I am with anyone. My Drill Sergeants taught me that in exquisite detail many, many moons ago, and I trust their irrefutable logic.
Once in the UK I picked up a hitchhiker. After she discovered I was from the USA (she looked at a hat I had in the back seat, bought in the UK and from that discerned that I must be American) began a constant running diatribe about what a total POS I must be because I was American.
It’s not that I don’t smoke like a freight train on occasion (I enjoy the occasional cigar) But if you smoke in the cab of my truck I swear on my grandmother’s grave that I will use your eye as an ashtray.
If you smoke in my car, I pull over & kick you out, maybe even violently. I don’t even smoke in my own car, & I’m a smoker. That would be like me smoking a joint & blowing weed in your newborn’s face & being like, “it’s cool if I smoke out the baby, right?”
When I was a teenager I had a “bro” friend who I drove with to a concert 50 miles away. This was 1976.
I’ll be your alibi.
I smoke, and I think you have to be a complete asshole to light a cigarette in someone else’s car without getting permission first! Seriously, who does that???
Or smoke when its 5 degrees out and your driving 70mph on the highway. It’s cool I don’t smoke in my car but I love hypothermia.
fuck man. another guy who lives my nightmare. to add to your comments above, i have a friend who is EXACTLY like the person you describe above. We have a road trip coming up and I wanted him to ride with me only if he could hold off on smoking in the car (I dont smoke and the last few times he did he burnt a hole in…
or people who ask to smoke in your car and you roll the window down for them and they smoke it with their left hand anyway. like hold the fucking thing out the window you savage.
Id be like, “Here, I will pull over and you can step out and have the smoke then.” Then the moment he gets out I would drive off, leaving his ass on the side of the road. Finally, at the next stop light, I would block his number and facebook.
nope, and I got a shovel
Whaaaaat. Heathrow is great if you’re not connecting outside your terminal (god help your leg meats if you are). Beautiful, pristine, decently signed...I felt completely confident in where I was going at all times inside the airport, despite having never set foot inside of it.
Whats wrong with ATL?