That day Bert's Bees had enough of his shit.
That day Bert's Bees had enough of his shit.
The honey fetishists would would be made to regret stumbling into The Hundred Acre Wood...
equivalent of 'don't count your chickens before they hatch.' you wax your mustache when you eat a jackfruit so as to avoid getting all the mess in your facial hair, so waxing it before it's ripe is like... jumping the gun. vagueish, but that's the origin
She got close. Really close. If she were a real person, we'd have been nose-to-nose. It was weirdly uncomfortable. My brain—only partially aware that what it was experiencing wasn't real—surged its synapses with mixed signals, ones usually reserved for awkward encounters with actual humans. "Who is this person? You…
Challenge accepted
It's more of a Gordon Gecko look, really.
Porky's!
When it comes to actual damage to people it has been shown it doesn't matter if states have inspections or not. The rate of injury/death doesn't seem to vary much. That's the usually the official reason for doing away with them. The real reason is probably more a long your line of thinking. There are places that…
Emissions inspections are done to qualify for federal highway funds. They are different and separate from safety inspections that verify the driveability of the car and ensure the car has working lights, brakes, horns, wipers, windshields, mirrors, etc. They won't catch a bad fan belt or hose, or unchanged oil. But…
Because you are. You're supposed to leave it in gear so the engine/transmission can hold the car, not having all the trust being put on a tiny parking brake.
Have you ever had an old stick shift where the parking brake wasn't all that great?
If only you had heard of the term: *single point of failure.*
Well, you're an idiot.
I don't trust the parking brake to hold the car on a hill. I ALWAYS leave it in gear. My car also requires the clutch be in before starting.
Really? I do every time I park a manual. Parking brakes wear out over time. The transmission will hold the car in the even of a parking brake failure.
Husband: Um, can I tell people that our love burned too bright and too quickly? Kind of a Candle in the Wind deal?
A gauge with a needle provides three types of data in one convenient instrument:
I don't know why, but this comment made me laugh harder than almost any story in this thread.
No, I would probably be muttering about where I can find Rihanna.
I get all my spiritual clarity from the Ozzy Llama