braking-dad
Braking-Dad
braking-dad

I’m going to take a really unpopular stance here - but let me preface this with saying I am the parent of an adult deaf son who hears with implants. Secondly, I’m not a fan of drive-thrus, so I try to avoid them even it means waiting longer to order fast food. The whole point of a drive through is to order into the

I know that guy. He rocks a sweet mullet and drives cherry ‘82 Camaro Berlinetta he’s had since high school.  Never heard a word of a lie from him.  Stand up dude.

From the Squareheads who gave us this gem...

Greenland is too far. We’ll give you Quebec for...let’s say a dozen GT-500's.... with extended warranty and the tanks full of fuel. In return, you get their dairy products with no tariffs, the Habs, and a stadium to move the MLB Rays to.  Shake?

The old XFL names would have been great for an all male Roller Derby League, if roller derby ever made a comeback.  Rollerball maybe?

Sure they do. The Dixiecrats of the Jim Crow era left the party and became Republicans. Why do you think LBJ never ran for a second elected term?

Each new helmet design foisted upon players has a new shape and a new feel.

And Mr. Burfect will help AB break-in that replacement Shutt, should he find one.

Simply fucking brilliant.

I grew up with may young Italian friends. “Wop” would be one of the more derogatory references to their culture, but I don’t even thing that is even in the same league as the “N” reference.

My list:

Never I hope. Never.

As forensic investigator, I’ve interviewed people who’s vehicle’s have caught fire and burned to the ground. In my experience, nothing freaks out people as much as a car fire, I mean nothing. The owner in this case was a total douche bag (not surprised with the shaved head/cop look and attitude). He sat in that

Could have spent a bit more on that air cleaner.  Looks like PEP Boys clear out bin find.

He doesn’t even have a best foot to put forward.

Most of the people on here are not old enough to recognize that clip.  Sadly, I am.

I work with a guy who has this problem. Driving with him on business trips and directing him is a pain in the ass - so I try to drive when possible. He tells me his solution when driving with his wife and needing direction when a turn is required - they use the phrase “my side/your side” for direction to turn, instead

It’s a skill that comes in handy. Figured out how to do it back in college. We wore a lot of button down oxfords in the 80's and if you wanted to look good, like preppy good, you had to pick up an iron and work it - and starch.