Oh do you mean this song?

Numerous people contacted for this story said he is a relentless self promoter who lies about nearly everything he says he does.

We can all agree that there are simply too many damn bowl games

“Numerous people contacted for this story said he is a relentless self promoter who lies about nearly everything he says he does.”

*Kars.

I still can’t believe the Tony the Tiger Sun Bowl is going to happen

That’s all well and good, but will this partnership continue to deliver glaringly loud and distracting auto-play videos and intrusive ad content that deter readership and generally ruin the user experience?

Me reading this comment: No way those two bowl games he mentioned are legit.

These sponsorships are very valuable. Say you need a weed eater. There are so many fine weed eaters on the market, how can you choose? But then you remember the Poulan Weed Eater Bowl. They like college football. You like college football. Sold!

DreamHouse is a joint venture of Authentic Brands Group and G/O Media. We deliver compelling product, innovative content, and immersive brand experiences. We create and activate original marketing strategies that drive the success of our brands across all consumer touchpoints, platforms, and emerging media. Our…

So this was fake, but the Bad Boy Mowers Gasparilla Bowl and the Cheribundi Boca Raton Bowl were legitimate? What a time to be alive...

New Mexico Bowl Director Jeff Siembieda said, “I think you know what the film industry is doing for our state. It’s a hub for our economy, and DreamHouse is a big part of that. This partnership is right.” Very embarrassing for that guy!

Is their a 1-800-Cars-4-Kids Bowl yet? If not, there should be.

Too harsh?

I rode my Buell 1125R to work today. Its 10 years old and its rad. 

Snowmobiles too... https://barnfinds.com/sno-foolin-1973-amf-harley-davidson-y440/

This is what HD’s future looks like

Reading the headline I was thinking you were going to say personal mobility scooters.

Eh, HD is still gonna flop harder then their biker gang ol’ladies kneeknockers in the wind.

Harley sells the past; old, rumbling (but comparatively inefficient) technology wedded to a cliche of badassness that harkens back to the careless and maladjusted ex-GIs of WW2 like the Boozefighters. The bandannas, the sunglasses, the scruffiness all scream “FUCK YOU! WORLD!” The appeal of that particular archetype…