"Ready, aim, NEGOTIATE! "
"Ready, aim, NEGOTIATE! "
One word...Thundercougarfalconbird.
Import disaster? MotoRex.
Yeah, a Google search suggests that his originals sell for $10-150 million. American. Like it or not, that ain't some walkin-around money.
If the Jackson Pollock is any indication of the price of the tub, then I won't be buying one anytime soon...
Single turbo only for 2014.
Conner's Day.
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I don't mind the brown, but the black accents kill it. Never mix black and brown.
We've had the thin mints version in the office fridge for about a week and this article finally pushed me to try it. I drink black coffee, so for me it was a bit over whelming. It smells more like thin mints than actually tastes like them.
My Saturn Sky Redline. Put over 1,000 miles on her this past week with another 400 or so this coming weekend. Not particularly comfortable. Effectively zero room for bags with the top down. Very cramped and loud cockpit. Not spectacular gas mileage. Terrible visibility with the top up.
Parents just don't understand...
If they want to sell it in America, then they better add some cup holders.
Places like this are required to submit Tier 2 forms which discloses how much of what kind of materials are kept in the building. They show location and list hazards. The information is made available to emergency responders for just this situation. If I remember right they are to be updated every year by March 1st. …
If I have even a minor headache from a hangover or any other reason, then an orgasm will crank it up to 11. Probably from increased blood floor and brain chemicals or something.
I get debilitating headaches if I orgasm during a hangover. Sex or uh... otherwise...
2 ibuprofen, a big Gatorade with a flavor matched 5-hour energy mixed into it (i.e. berry in berry, grape in grape), and a walk to get coffee.
To me these words suggest that Webber is done at RBR and Vettel knows it.
One of my favorites.
My moms Mazda GLC, or (less likely) my dads Dodge Power Wagon. My dad switched to GMC trucks after that Power Wagon. My mom went through 3 more small Mazdas, before my dad "surprised" with a brand new 1994 Buick LeSabre. She hated it until, after ignoring several recall notices, it was destroyed in a fiery ball of…