bigdaddydawson
BigDaddyDawson
bigdaddydawson

Bingo. I’m 50, I have a long commute, and I have stuff to do on the weekends (like dealing with elderly parents and in-laws). I barely do anything on my cars anymore. We have three ~10 year old cars with low mileage and I am happy to let the garage on the corner change the oil annually when he does the state

I had a beat up 83 Bonneville missing a hood ornament in NYC. I started replacing the ornament with the tops from various trophies I still had from my childhood - guy bowling, football player running, boy scout standing there. It was really funny but assholes kept knocking them off and I eventually ran out of

Red Vine Guy: eat all of them, nothing will happen.

It’s baseball season. Why the fuck would anyone still be watching basketball?

Sort of like the glee the left can’t contain when there is a mass shooting.

See, it was just too soon. You wait a couple of decades, and then you honor the terrorist bombers with a fucking parade that the imbecile Mayor and moron City Council Speaker proudly march in.

If you are a gainfully employed grownup in a major city, get yourself a tuxedo. Department stores have sales on the reg where they are dirt cheap. JC Penney had them for $100 a while ago. You don’t need a fancy designer brand, because when you are wearing a tux your date (and all the other women) are wearing

If you have to wear a suit to work every day, you need five suits: charcoal gray, slightly lighter gray- maybe with a pinstripe of some other detail, navy, a noticeably different navy, and wildcard: black, that dark brown/charcoal blend, maybe something trendy for Friday.

“...they suck at telling everyone.”

Oh man, it’s probably a good thing I don’t live in the Chicago area because I would be all over this. And then my wife would kill me in my sleep.

Mine let me have sips of beer from toddler-hood. I have a picture of me hitting a can of PBR at around age 2. I don’t know if it made a difference but I drank beer like they were gonna stop making it from age 14 to about 25, finally mellowing out when I met my future wife.

Are you honestly going to say kids didn’t call each other that (and “retard”) 30 or 40 years ago? We’ve all evolved, (and here’s really no excuse for a grown man to use either today) but let’s not rewrite history in some kind of virtue-signaling Olympics now.

Nice!

If that’s yours? The admiration of everyone.

I had two ‘72 Beetle convertibles in quick succession right out of college. They were so much fun. And a huge crowd pleaser. Dirt cheap, and got much more attention from young ladies than did my friends’ cars that cost 10 times as much.

My buddy had a ‘72 convertible when we were in HS in early 80s. Took it to the beach every day for two summers. It was the best. You could easily fit 6 or 7 people in it. We looked like kings riding around. Girls loved it. Hell, everyone loved it.

If my mechanic ever gets his shit together and finishes it, I will have an ‘80 450SL. Bought it for a song and had the body redone and painted, turned out to need some engine work. He advises the climate control system is completely non-functional, and that this is common. Have you looked into replacing/fixing

This is what I have been telling people since November. When Donald tries to do something truly dangerous, the grownups will just ignore him.

You can look at it another way and realize that democrat positions are so unpalatable that the public chose a blathering short-bus passenger over a proponent of lefty policies.

As a Buckley conservative (on most, not all things) I just sit back and say: