It runs on turpentine.
It runs on turpentine.
If only the prop shaft could be directly driven to the crank.
Let’s go with that, Lew Schiller, Esq.
I’m not sure, Your Honor. Let’s call it a hunch.
Actually, the reliability of a submerged Cherokee is no different from one off of the assembly line.
You forgot NHRA Summit Racing Equipment Nationals.
Oh, Lord. Another clunker. Have at it, Mr. Moneybags.
It is about time.
Rollin’ coal [miners]?
I’ll just stick to the baby back ribs with fries on the side. Chili’s fries are awesome!
Crack Pipe.
Yup. Nailed it.
I agree. There are roads in my suburban area of Phoenix, 3 lanes in each direction and although the speed limit is 45, people commonly go 60+ on a regular basis. Even in the far right late, this thing would be a sitting duck.
I thought the “Carolina Squat” is what you have to stop and do by the side of the road because you got some tainted cole slaw on your bbq pulled pork sandwich.
Because, Latin America.
The hot bagging waste, as well?
And then drop them off in Yemen.
Yeah, I was going to say Palm Springs, but those are in the same vicinity.
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Good approach. Typically, I have just gone full Mickey D style and drop the contents of the egg into the mold to look similar to the “round egg”, but you have me thinking that maybe I alter my approach.