Need a shell system....

For the record, I am all about the bear idea, at this point.

Have you heard them in person?

Not to diminish Loeb’s talent or impressive outing in his first Dakar...

I heard this when I got home last night. And then about Stormin’Norman Schwatrzkopf.

Just so we understand each other...

Look at the bright side....

I’m at work and it’s dead.
Thank you for this. It’s making me smile this Christmas Eve.

Double decker Porsches....

Mark Miles is an idiot. He has nose buried in the collective asses of Boston Consulting Group He can’t tell a pothole from a butt zit.

This is my new desktop.

We’re speculating that he dropped a hot dog wrapper and went to retrieve it, lest he get a nasty caning.

That would be double fours, which is Lulu’s number (44).

I feel a moral oblication to call Alex Rossi “Ocho” because of this.

CONVERTIBLES!
NASCAR once had a convertipble division, complete with exposed roll cages. Sure, it’s not particularly safe, especially since this was in the fledgling days of NASCAR when drivers had a smoke during a pit stop and the only safety equipment was the oft-unused seatbelt.

I ran an assassin who would torture for information by putting the victim in a portable hole for a few minutes.

Um... Action figure?

Now I must go find out! Before the McLaren dealership is completed, even!

Thank you and that sucks.

I live here and genuinely don’t know. Shme on me.