“Being fair: the playgrounds silent communist recruitment tool. A special report by Fox and Friends.”

I can only imagine how obnoxious feeling out the end of your hood must be on those old e-types when you first get in one, but my god I’ll always love the shape of them.

Gotta vent those fenders. Don't want no fender heat buildups.

And know 30 minutes of just listening to someone, letting them pour it all out, it can really save someones life.

And know 30 minutes of just listening to someone, letting them pour it all out, it can really save someones life.

Many a tire maid has learned stick pulling cars into the shop. Many a clutch burned as a result.

Welcome to northern New England. Shit gets weird up here.

“Don’t I at least get a sobriety check first?” “Uh....checked?”

You should meet my boss and his big beige porsche SUV, I’ll introduce you right into that

Sounds par for the course for MA, road rage is significantly out of control here. People have been jumping out of their cars to brawl in traffic lately for being honked at, it's like a bunch of 15 year old boys posturing, but grown adults with luxury SUV's and pickups

I just got an ounce off my elderly coworker last Friday. She grew it herself in her front yard - I saw them before harvest, just 12 foot tall pot plants in a front yard in downtown Chelmsford, no drama from neighbors or police. New recreational dispensaries are opening monthly. What an amazingly confusing time to be…

Theres no place like it, except ..you know... all of southern NH. I always loved it here, though, and every time I think I want to move away spring rolls around again. Or they legalize weed. Mostly weed.

Bring some good bud, a six pack, and seal sandwiches and we'll see what the city pigeons make of us

Haha, hey I don't live around saints hospital or the dracut line but over by drumhill and Chelmsford, there's worse places to exist in MA

Oh no, not Sammy. Those are my beers of choice. Sometimes they make bad life decisions on special brews..

Oh god, nitro IPA? Glad I missed out on that train, that actually sounds horrifyingly gross. The last thing I’d want is the sharp hoppy taste layered on a velvety, taste bud coating texture just inundating my senses for minutes at a time.

I’m a hannaford shopper - I love their stores. I grew up shopping at one in Concord, NH, worked at the Keene, N.H. one in college, and now do all my shopping in the Drumhill and Tewksbury, MA ones. I know it’s weird to love a grocery store, but these guys are always awesome, and they aggressively buy local.

I know, what kind of Massholes are these bastards? Fuck it, I live in Lowell, an hour from seals and I keep fluff in my cabinet just in case one of them bastards turn up.

Ahhh those first gen miata’s. I’ve met many a guy who just doesn’t understand the glory of it and writes it off for one stereotype or another. I’d grab a red one in a heart beat, slap on that hard top.

The sky was a damn good looking car, I thought, and Saturn was a shame to lose as it and Saab ...no bias there, cough... were the most interesting brands GM had on U.S. streets