I’d like to but the politburo would not approve
*whispers in banned*
Just dropping in on old business. They are all affronts to what is good.
hah. To think for even a moment that you have a scrap more legitimacy than I do, even with me being in the grey is laughable. Considering you didn't even have the personal integrity to stay away after your landwhale problem glasses pop culture feminist flounce party, I don't think you have much of a leg to stand on…
and case in point. You decide to drag up some old post to bitch about. Moving on. Not even once, apparently.
race really has nothing to do with it. Unless you're milking your ancestral victimhood or something. But that would never happen. Nope. Never ever.
oooooooh that smarts. Well played!
That is sort of a dick move. I understand it, but a dick move it is.
My only utopian ideal is a reversal of the web's most pernicious legacy: Persuading a generation that content not only has no value, but doesn't ever deserve to have a value. Or maybe that should read 'content that deserves to have a value can attain such status.' Just as everyone that makes a car is now a…
Yeah well welcome to the club XD
There's bacon on it. And probably in it. Looks delish.
That seems like a spurious argument to make. Not the least of which because many in large houses are over-leveraged, in debt, and essentially house-poor. Which is not something that I need to or want to endure.
As I said, I'll be happy to discuss legitimate concerns on your part. Don't move the goalposts, Kat.
Long and hard fought for my goodness. You've had that as long as I've known you. Not a long time, but still. I hope you find something efficient and fun. Gas won't be cheap forever.
I think that's a rather silly analysis. Based on the fact that demographically, Oppo is probably one of the most highly diverse outposts for automotive content. We've got just about every socioeconomic strata represented, every age, certainly every sexuality. So, I'm not quite sure on the whole where you might be…
I know right? Either that or there is a televangelist's wife with a hair dryer the size of a basketball just off screen.