Every man in Florida is Florida Man.

If you somehow think you’re safe in Florida, you might be Florida Man.

Books. You need to be writing Books.

ROB is good, but compared to ASS, ROB ain’t shit. ASS dominated all the games in my hometown arcade.

Does her new one have more steel with bull bars for more robust use off road?!

That Wagoneer will look amazing towing a non-running RX-7

There’s still room in that graveyard for all the VR headsets.

Can do: Carnival games are all scams designed to fund meth labs and their associated dealers.

Is this what you want to do? Give me scenarios? Or, do you want to try and wrap your head around the idea that it is probably better that we (mainly men) all err on the side of extreme caution in these settings? Realize that it is better to just not have sex at all than to put someone in a compromising, hazy…

Back before you were born, when there used to be newspapers, nobody ever fucking did this.

Chapman needed to suck it up, every man up. Also, Chapman is a piece of shit human being.

“[…] because it provides a moral compass for their society.” And have you looked at these societies? If not, look at theocracies past and present. Then tell me what that moral compass based on religion is worth.

And their nose. Don’t forget their nose.

We’re whalers on the moon. We carry a harpoon. But there ain’t no whales so we tell tall tales and sing our whaling tune.

It forces drivers to up their game on the road courses, since now they count more.

“Brilliant!”

Nintendo is what Genesisn’t.