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I was going to say Mercury Marauder.

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Holy shit...this commercial was played practically every 5 freaking minutes here!! If I had to listen to that damn redneck singing about the “stars and stripes and red white and blue and Stew Hansen hears you one more time...I’d stick ice picks in my ears!

Or even worse...an untucked flannel shirt with the sleeves torn off over a wifebeater, belted jeans, motorcycle boots, and a chained wallet. Shit...I just described my brother in law. It fits.

“Bledsoe claimed that he had not intentionally taken clomiphene...”

Correct...I have worked for a retinal surgery practice for the past 20 years, and every time there is an eclipse (partial) we have had at least a dozen geniuses (morons) that look at it without protection, thinking that “derrrr...ain’t nothing gonna happen.” It can take up to 2 weeks for symptoms to occur, (or become

“But the cheap-cigar-chomping, grey-goatee-having...

Don’t worry...it’s Florida...He has more than one.

“kids happily luxuriate in death talk.”

I have to say, I always leave without saying goodbye. I work in a medical/surgical office, when I am scheduled to GTFO on time (at 5:00PM), I just bolt. The people that have to stay late don’t want to hear about me leaving, and I always feel like I’m rubbing their faces in it when I say See Ya!

I know I’m late to the party, but anyone notice the piss poor fit/finish of the black trim on the drivers side door??

Damn...those bumpers!

Didn’t even read the whole article. Saw Scirocco and $3900 and thought MUST HAVE!! Too bad it’s in CA and not somewhere in the midwest, or I would probably be on the road right now.

I work in a medical office, and I beg to differ. There is abso-fucking-lutely nothing worse than the smell of stale piss. I have had patients come in that smell like they have been sleeping in piss for a month. And unlike poop, it lingers. In my opinion, it is the hardest smell to get out of your nose. Hours

Chicken in a Bisquit here is like a salty thin cracker with powdered chicken soup cooked into it. Also...awesome drunk snack!

I beg to differ. My wife is always on some kind of stupid diet, and triscuits are a staple because of the fiber. Did you know that they come in TWO DOZEN varieties?? Holy shit (no really...the fiber) the flavors!! I just had to get used to the texture, it’s like eating a picnic basket loaded with flavor.

My father-in-law was a county sheriff, and I used to go to the county auctions with him. They sold/auctioned off everything from confiscated items, forfeited homes, etc., to the “retired” patrol cars. Every auction there was a pair of middle eastern men from New York City that would buy (drive up the auction price

Whenever anyone asks where I’m from, I default to, “Well I’m originally from Des Moines (yes, that’s in Iowa), but I’ve gone to school in Indianapolis, and lived in Chicago and Minneapolis.” I have to get that last part in before the sure to follow, corn and livestock comments.

I posted this in an earlier thread. But it works here too.

No. Fucking. Way. Never, would I agree to some stupid, fad, like a choreographed dance. And I know of absolutely no groomsmen that would either. A reasonable request by the mother of the groom (or bride) would be something along the lines of; 1) No swearing during the best man toast, 2) Make sure the groom wears a

I do like it. And it’s right around the corner from me. BUT, $6500 is oooh sooo CP. I’d gladly go look at it for $3500