Nah. God loves F1. I asked him yesterday while I was watching the race.
Dat split bumper dough!
I never sausage a terrible car crime before.
THANK CHEESES!
His mother is basically Tickle-Me Elmo. I’m cracking up right now.
I think she knows full well what it means, just that it has lost nearly all meaning in marketing to the point of just being a meaningless buzzword that vaguely points to the ”youth.”
She ain’t winning in the looks department either
Quit Red Bull, just quit. Nobody likes you. We’re tired of your act. You’re not a car manufacturer. You poison people with your crap beverage. Good bye. Go away. You’re done.
I just heard a story from a friend in Atlanta where she had to fax in her application to get Water utilities...... There’s an option for email so she did so, but 3 months later, the county said they didn’t get her application because “no one checks that email, and everyone faxes in their application”, despite the…
What a happy wonderland it would be if they would do this in America. So many flakes stumbling along, fifteen or twenty below the speed limit, usually dicking around with their phones, too. One ticket for being slow. Another one for messing with the phone behind the wheel. And a third just for being a narcissistic…