Feels like a bit of hipster nirvana in Portland. NP. 

He just needed to take it a VW dealership. I’m sure those guys are well versed into getting check engine lights to turn off in less than totally sanctioned ways. 

Exactly. 

Assume Emma Bunton must be involved somehow. 

With a stick like that we should at least get a picture of the good dog who did this. 

I keep wishing this was a soccer movie about a player who can’t stop nutmegging opponents and friends alike. The main character, Hobin Teath.

Once drove an old cop car 106 miles to Chicago with a full tank of gas, a half pack of cigarettes, in the dark, while wearing sunglasses, with the property taxes for an orphanage, while being chased by state troopers and nazis.

Fiberglass or wood lined hole in the water into which you pour money.

where my brain went first... it’s a long day up there. you get hungry. maybe you want to get a little creative. 

Times are tough for Devin Nunes. Have some sympathy. 

Failing to secure a load, indeed. 

Skiplagging also seems to allow for time travel. Neat. Maybe they can go back and find a lost bag or two also. 

Ask him to talk about his afternoon visiting the Negro League Museum. See how that goes. 

Fuel gauge works fine, it’s just always on empty. 

That one bad apple sure is busy.

There’s a turtle under the last engine cover. 

Why do I hear Richard Hammond singing “gimme five margaritas” through the whole thing? 

Terrible for Philly.

Wouldn’t want to be him toward the end of a leg. Other crew members start looking at you a little strange. 

Congress shall make no law....