I have a Silverado LS 1500 (one step above WT), extended cab.  I have regular power mirrors, and I think I could remove those and the upgraded mirrors would plug right in.  I also want the upgraded jump seat (with the covered armrest instead of the open compartment), power seats, and the trip computer.  But I think…

I want to upgrade the mirrors on my ‘11 Silverado, but if I upgrade everything I want to on it, I probably might as well trade for an LTZ or whatever.  Or maybe a truck that doesn’t have seats made out of the hardest foam rubber known to mankind.

My husband has a first-gen Rogue and that’s the main thing I dislike about it.  One good thing about it is it works well with cruise control on Interstates over rolling hills, but otherwise, it’s just soul sucking.

THANK YOU!

The PLU code for black walnuts is 4944 (what cashiers type into the register for produce that doesn’t have a barcode).

I literally almost told my husband and his mother “If you two don’t stop bickering, I’m going to turn this car around and go home” one time.  Of course there were plenty other times I wanted to just drive off a cliff.

You didn’t even mention the divider, tho.  I wanted one a few times before my mother-in-law died.

+1

I would call him daddy.

Or they shredded them so they don’t have them anymore. You don’t know how far up this goes! And now we’ve commented on it so we’re in The System!!!

Sooo... constantly, right?

“We really appreciate you reaching out, but will respectfully decline to comment right now,” Tech:NYC spokesperson Will Chabot told Jalopnik.

*blush*

He’s practicing to be the sub jerking off two dudes in a gay porn.

“That asshole looks like he’s the sub jerking off two dudes in some gay porn.

I know! I was horny for some up-skirt shots!

I’m trying to loosen up and be a little less prescriptivist , but fuck them. That is literally wrong. My college English professor always said if you have Merriam Webster dictionary, you’re worse off than having no dictionary at all. And now I know why.

That looked so dope until I realized that I’m so clumsy I’m sure I couldn’t do anything on skates, and bending over like that would hurt my back, so if I could even stay upright long enough to engage the Chainsaw Propulsion Device, I’d probably fall on top of it.

Who cares about stopping? That kind of talk is for pussies!