It’s why I don’t take pictures of my toilet shits and show them off at Target.

Bloodshot and rage?

According to my porn habits...

Get Ben’s mom. Even better, hire Colin twice.

You could have closer bike guys with Colin Edwards or Ben’s Pies, I mean Ben Spies.

You mean speed holes.

Once you have it done right, with a fresh keg, your opinion changes. I was always sort of meh on Guinness, then I went to Dublin. A flavor explosion and delight that what was before a bitter dark bleh.

I just came here to say that “Balls in the Air is a good name for a juggling act.

This is the same type of person that thinks you can substitute urine for DEF in a modern diesel.

That’s because she was driving on three wheels.

If you’re a smart cab company you get your own app and offer riders 10% off to use that, and start the preliminary gutting of Uber.

That’s awesome. I have the same idea, just speaks Italian. Aprilia Futura. Some Heli-Bars, and by far the single most comfortable seat ever installed on a motorcycle.

You’re not in Deadspin anymore Dorothy...

Or drink enough Paddy. First hand experience.

I’m on the fence. While the dead dash could be something simple, it’s likely the ghosts of VAG past manifesting themselves. I owned an ‘82 back in the day when I was young and stupid, and I still have a soft (hard) spot for that car. I wonder if you could take the basic wavy needle clocks off an earlier model and…

Now all has been revealed in its gristle-y details. Tough to find a bone to pick with the story.

We’ll take the hard pass. As a frozen wasteland nine months of the year, we’re not taking the bait on Turks & Caicos, we sure as heck aren’t taking Oregon. http://globalnews.ca/news/2621875/reality-check-should-canada-adopt-turks-and-caicos-as-its-11th-province/ 

It’s an ocelot. Named Babou.

The first rule of Jeep Club is you don’t talk about Jeep Club...One Jeep at a time fellas...If this is your first time at Jeep Club you have to wrench...

Broad. Chicks dig that.