This looks like Pearl Lake in Beloit, WI. Been there. Murky, creepy, sunken buses, AND cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey.
This looks like Pearl Lake in Beloit, WI. Been there. Murky, creepy, sunken buses, AND cold enough to freeze the balls off a brass monkey.
A Toyota truck with a V6 and a 5-speed? For $4,500? You could double the mileage and it would still be a NP. Shut up and take my money.
See, I knew there was a reason to keep manuals around. They're asshole-repellent.
I dunno... this one's kind of a toughie for me. I own a Volkswagen and just the repair costs alone are enough to back away slowly and with great trepidation from another one. Plop on top of that a salvage title and this thing is poison.
Yikes. Not a chance.
I'm a White Sox fan. This whole situation cracks me up. Now there will be all sorts of replies saying things like "Well, the Cell's in a shitty neighborhood," and "Going to Sox games will always suck!" and "Eventually Wrigley will be finished and then you're going to be all jealous!" I know. I'm ready. But after years…
Whoa! What's a 2cv doing with 4-lug wheels?
$8,500 is totally a NP for the mileage. But how'd those seats get beat up like that in just 31,000 miles? And cracks in the dash? Something's not adding up.
True. I was just having a fun.
Couldn't they just make another? Plenty of unused airstrips around. Hell, bring them over here and use one of ours! Kick Foust, Rutledge and Ferrara out and put Jezza, Hamster and Slow in their place. That'd improve the ratings a shipload!
Well put, actually. And then I wouldn't have to worry about the posse from BBC hauling me out of bed and beating me with a sock full of pence just because I used Hola to circumvent their international restrictions so I could watch TopGear the night it aired. So I'd like to herewith issue a retraction: Piss off, BBC.…
Great! See, BBC? Clarkson's a great guy, an overflowing cup of human goodness, a real mensch! All's forgiven and you're gonna hire him back, right? Right?
(takes bow) Why, that's right neighborly of you.
Sorry... it's too early in the morning for math!
Valentino blinked his headlights and stretched. Today was a big day. He was going on the block.
Notice I didn't explicitly say "ahead." And I certainly know which one I'd rather have.
It's about damn time Lincoln got off of its lazy Ford-disguising ass. Come on, Lincoln. You see that dot way off in the distance? Yeah, that's Cadillac. And it got there sideways and in a cloud of tire smoke.