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Or you could just shut up and let people drive the speed limit?

Then don’t hit someone and flee the scene. Pretty simple. If you hit me and flee, I’m following you.

Rodriguez also said, “How he walked away from this and survived it. I mean, somebody was definitely watching out over him.”

I guess that makes it a hemi-automatic rifle.

No worries about not checking, it’s how things go. Just glad that you got it out there, since I figure it is a necessary addition to the slideshow (and maybe what Steve was going for).

No, I agree with you on all of that, maybe I misunderstood your response. 

I hate being in the greys so much. I had posted a reference/link to this a bit ago that is lingering in the pending. Thank you for making a visible reference.

What’s wrong with office coffee? I enjoy not having to pay for coffee at work because it keeps me going. I even make a fresh pot if I take the last of it.

Tipping wait staff generously should be universal

I’m ready for America to quit the “tip everyone for everything” charade.

Closer to home:

Ahhhhhhh! Now I can’t unsee what you’ve suggested.

There’s no emergency vehicles or small children to hit. Autopilot would never function properly.

I feel like this guy stumbled into the wrong web site. Either way, I hope he enjoys the CR-V he ends up getting. 

The current me recognizes that. The young me, before having children and any decent sense of self preservation, was invincible with Spiderman like reflexes and thought about how I would bail.

While I support the right on red, having been a pedestrian clipped by drivers who don’t turn their heads before accelerating takes away any passion I have to fight for it. Way too many drivers just look back for cars and try to punch it without checking.

Then there’s also the whole issue of turning right on a red light. That’s a weird rule. Why is it a thing?

I’ve had MANY of these as rentals. I would take one over literally EVERY CUV Hertz offers today.

Well, we know they’re going to The Bad Place

I can easily house a pound of pasta, with heavy sauce, as long as I make all of it at home. At Olive Garden? FUCK no. That’s like paying $11 to poison myself.