Hard card is a Nascar issued credential that allows you access to all parts of the track. Pit Road, garage, meetings etc...

Alright, ignorant question time! “Hard card”?

Nice PIT. LOL. I’d like to ask that people take notice of one thing besides the obvious here...notice how that entire car disappears below the hoodline of the semi filming this, before it even gets hit by him? Yeah...that’s what you look like when you chop back in front of a big truck. You are either a roof, or…

This MAY have been addressed, but I didn’t see it pop in any of the subheadings in my rush down here: a killer soundtrack also helps keep the energy up. I’m kind of a disco biscuit myself, so long house/techno/trance mixes are my go to.

Here’s another stat to remember. Only about 5% of gun owners belong to the NRA. Because the NRA is a fucking evil institution that represents fucking irresponsible assholes and not responsible gun owners.

I don’t know that this article establishes clearly:

Rumor has it the cheerleaders were also part of a pyramid scheme.

Chase is my favorite player of all time. But it’s okay to love both and gush over J-Roll at the end of his career.

He was on Fox’s postseason coverage last year and it should be a seamless transition into broadcasting/commentating, hopefully they can boot off living fossil and Ditka analogue Pete Rose to make room for Jimmy.

Knock knock

Oh great. Now you’re hounding me about that shit, too.

Sounds like a guy contemplating moving in with his girlfriend

Let us remember this latest Bowling Green massacre.

This guy is such a cunt.

Until there’s a rescue mutts category, I aint watching. The breed standard for a rescue mutt? Not even the vet can tell you what your dog is without a dna test.

None of these are a 2000s Buick LeSabre and are therefore wrong.

I don’t agree with this. Canned tomatoes taste like canned tomatoes. I’m cool with saying one ingredient, but if you’re going to do that, go buy some tomatoes, cook them a bit and get to squishing. Then, you’ll have a nice tomato taste.

Now I want to get the name Dan tattooed on my neck because fuck Dan.

Tom, I'm afraid you've been hoodwinked: this is viral marketing for Bud Light Lime Straw-Ber-Rita.