When I was in Amsterdam, there was this Hell’s Angels looking type biker gang that rode by us, wearing the leather, sporting mean looking beards, playing loud music, and generally being rowdy, only they were riding low rider bicycles. I’m still not sure if we were on a hidden camera show, or if this is an actual…

Cool stuff. I new there were cars, obviously, but had no clue to the extent that a race is a huge moving blob of press, support, officials, organizers, and fancy people.

Well yeah, but truck stops, at least in my neck of the woods, are an exit the highway, then take a right type deal. It’s where I stop to get my meth, or pick up some bad hats/prostitutes. A rest area is self contained highway leech unconnected to the rest of the world. If they’re fancy, they have a couple fast food…

Counterpoint.

It would look like communism. Free market infields are essential to preserving the American way of life.

I just had to replace the turbo on mine for the SECOND time. And when you open up the panel to change the filter, man, it’s looks like the interior of a 1995 Toyota air conditioner.

That thing is sooo much better than those pansy ass Subaru air conditioners.

I have never seen this. Do they come in a vending machine?

I stand by my statement. Have you seen the pediatric wings at most hospitals? It’s all waterslides, unicorns, and ice cream made of rainbows and the tears of a just and loving God.

This May Be The Last Thing I’d Ever Guess Maserati Made

Urinetrouble

the four swimmers spoke to U.S. State Department officials and they agreed to shut up. Almost immediately after the briefing, Lochte “walked across the street” and gave an interview

I’m going to load up the presents in my Hyundai Santa.

Nope, not bothered. In fact, I can’t wait for the Nissan Tit. I’m going to motorboat it. I mean, tow my motorboat with it.

Do these, frankly amazing, special effects and rockin’ soundtrack somehow defeat NBC’s claim to the video? Seriously.

With that bar there, it looks she was just helping him complete what’s called a “Japanese pole vault”. It’s not surprising the cops disqualified them.

Yes. I too am now afraid that there is a serial killer car lurking in my barn.

It’s not called a “stain”. It’s called “bane of Plaxico”.

See, RubenAmaroJuniorHigh. At least this bastard made a joke when he made fun of Mets fans.

So in summary: