Vaporware to deflect attention from the fact that they can’t come close to mass producing the Model 3. It’s so transparent.

Hey! Look over here! (Don’t look at our failure to mass produce the car for the plebes that we promised)

Thanks, Dad!

You fargin’ icehole, I’ll cut off your bells!

Damn it! I think you might be right.

I really like the Volkswagen CC that’s following it around the track.

Wouldn’t having a doctor insert a central line be a violation of the oath they take to “Do no harm”?

If Anna Merlan knew, I can guaran-fucking-tee you Sarah Silverman knew.

Ahem, may I present Roman Moronie, you fargin’ corksuckers.

“...the whole Nazi hideout thing.”

Pictured: Someone I’m not asking workout advice from. No matter how many blog posts he writes about Super Squats.

It didn’t even happen on the incontinent of North America. Probably fake news!

“Don’t let me leave Murph!”

Except the cocaine. Can I have the cocaine?

“That’s my number, bitch”

Good thing there was a good guy with a gun to stop him before he killed anymore people.

Stalin once said “quantity has a quality all its own”. Maybe if we still had to stand in line for basic necessities like our Soviet brothers and sisters back in the day, we would appreciate that good things come to those who wait.

BRING BACK TUESDAY NIGHT FIGHTS

There’s only one solution.

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