All you should have to do is ask yourself, “would I tell a black child, dressed as the little mermaid on Halloween, that they can’t be the little mermaid because they’re not white? If not, then move along. If so then you’re a trash human being and I hope this little excercise has helped.

No that wouldn’t apply. This is very clearly directed towards active participants and not bystanders.

They are not illegal on all roadways.

417 here. Pick-up trucks definitely rule the roost around here. But the rest seems to be an equal smattering of SUVs, heavily used economy cars on mismatched rims with massive oxidation, 4th and 5th gen muscle cars, and shitbox supremes.

I didn’t have to download anything but couldn’t be bothered to sign-in to MAX and go through the registration process again.  Instead I decided to start Citadel.  If you can overlook some of the budget related decisions with the SFX you’ll find a phenominal spy v spy story with JUST enough camp.

There was something in the air that night,
The stars were bright...

F’n A.  Settle it once and for all. Charles v Max v Lewis in Spec Miata’s. 

Take care of yourself.  For all of us.

Woah there! Nobody said anything about RULES!

Tell me you preferred apartheid without telling me.

You’re assuming that the mfg/dealer dynamic is an efficient market when it is exactly the opposite.

They’re her kids no matter what age they see this movie. I think you’re being way too literal here.

All hail the oracle.

What’s the story on that trailer though? 

Being a producer literally means you’re paying for and controlling production.  SMH.

Pssst.  It’s easier to do drugs all day inside a home then on the street.  Just sayin.

Studios don’t get to LET Tom Cruise do anything since he started self-producing his movies.  Money talks, bullshit walks.

Hot Take: This is RDRII for me. I love it for the glorified horseback riding simulator that it is, but I can’t seem to care enough to progress anything of the narrative in a pro-active way.

When you don’t understand how language works,  then writing seems easy as pie.

Tell me again how the 3-6 gallons of gas I burn a summer for lawncare is killing the planet.