Wig. Fucking. Wig.

So then, Taurine must work pretty well. Does not matter that others have it. The fact is, Red Bull paying settlement for caffeine paucity does not make total sense.

As a former "hiring and Firing" exec I can tell you it doesn't matter what they put on paper, or the fact that you signed it willfully. Most states will void the non-compete if it is "onerous and impracticatable".

Right. This shit is nothing new. When my dad was racing go-carts fuckers were balancing, porting and blueprinting McCulloch Lawn-Mower-engines. I was 3. 1961.

Florida. Tammy. Satan. So what's new?

Everybody wearing black and red (ugh) takes a fall; Right Tiger.

But still a reliable old friend.

Should have served them the DB burger. Wagyu beef, braised shortribs, black truffles and so much more.

I'm with you. Why use an excavator when a scalpel is called for?

Panini Press. Bread, Jack and Sharp Cheddar, Bacon and carpet bombing of Butter.

No shit. Founder and Susan G. Komen sister Nancy was taking, get this, 547,000 in salary for 2012. Are. You. Shitting. Me? Gold for a blood sacrifice? Those on the high horse, blow me. Tell me how to justify this Brobdingnagian excess. Google that shit.

Gulf Livery. Period.

Pete, Far better is is to dare mighty things, to win glorious triumphs, though checkered by failure, than to meet the fate of those who neither venture much nor suffer much, for they live in a Grey twilight that knows not victory nor defeat.

The FIA needs to visit a little known company in Aiken, South Carolina, known as Sub-Aire. They provide a crucial service for some of the best golf courses in the world, including Augusta National. They install a vaccum drainage system that removes standing water from fairway areas, and, most importantly, putting…

Yes, and who's gonna pay the bills for them to move out of hostile territory? It would take a hundred years to change the town. People won't cut her fucking hair! There is a Brobdingnagian Shitpile of comments that, because of your Throwaway, Callous Headline are snarky and not realistic, Rachel and Beetle, I'm…

How do I get in touch with these cats?

Quinoa tastes like shit and sand unless there's bacon, and this Joker lipped twizzle-stick ain't got that.

First, before I read the body-copy I knew it was Florida. Now I'll read the rest. A moment please. Yess now. This state that I live in has an undeniable Meth-Cloud in a stationary front over all potential Sleeze-Balls jet-blasting them into doing their worst.

Fuck you, this is real. Mixed race kids are in for shit whether you like it or not. This woman loves her child, but has a mountain of tsuris (google that shit) heaped upon her. Actionable right to sue,

Selah.