
Like hell they did...!
Like hell they did...!
“It makes a shithouse car good.”
Thread over. You win. In fact you win so much I will be using this argument against every so-called Southern redneck patriot who declares their Confederate flag is apart of their history but is going to try and lecture me what a true patriot is.
You sound like a reasonable person. When he meets you on 8500 you should definitely follow up with “But I only have 7500.”
Specifically at Fort Sumter
You’re not wrong.
Wow. Shots fired.
South Carolina certainly didn’t feel this interested in standing for the US flag a little over 150 years ago.
This fucking jabroni wasn’t even elected Governor. He got it handed to him by Nikki Haley when she went off to make sure the rest of the world knew just how embarrassing South Carolina was. I almost wish I still lived back home so I could sit my ass down through the Anthem. But I like making money so I’m in Chicago…
“No way man, not me!”
“It’s almost as if they haven’t even SEEN Easy Rider!?”
This should be the Jeopardy answer/question:
Over heard in HD Marketing meeting over past 5 years: “Why aren’t millenials buying our motorcycles?”
The mega-douchebag demographic has been saturated. Good riddance.
Might be blood, might be hydraulic fluid from pushing the struts past their design limits.
Yeah, $1,900 for a “meh” car, and I still have to pull the motor, rebuild it, then swap the head from the wrong mill back onto the proper one, re-install it, and then try to figure out that rat’s nest of an engine compartment; and that’s just assuming that everything works.
This is the sort of snarky bullshit that keeps me coming back to Jello Picnic.
It looks pretty much like a typical Mitsubishi dealer. You know, a former HUMMER or Saturn dealership, with the original signs removed but the distinctive GM architecture still in place, that’s now primarily a “certified pre-owned” used car lot. But, one corner of the showroom, dimly lit with half the fluorescent…