Beat me to it.
Beat me to it.
Samesies.
I love cats so fucking much, it's a little ridiculous.
When I was a young'n, my family went out to do something mundane like grocery shopping, when we heard a meowing coming from a Chevy Beretta. After a bit of investigation, it was found that there was a cat stuck in the engine compartment. We found the owners, took the greasy, upset kitten and went home. We named her…
If I were a wealthy troll, I'd have crashed Lamborghini's birthday party in a Cizeta V16T.
I'm just gonna throw it out there so everybody knows:
Funny, I just mentioned a truck-load of Tesla's on Oppo earlier:
There's always Skip Barber, but it all takes place on sealed surfaces.
I would definitely love to do some driving school courses. I feel that I'm a good driver, but I still have tons to learn.
Came here to post this:
Women just don't understand...
Ooooh. M Powered Van. Do want.
The thickest I've had was World Wide Milk. It was 18% fat. It was from Dogfish Head Dairy Farmers. Good stuff.
Something super awesome is how you can tell it to remind you to do something when you get to a certain location. This can be made very useful if you have given your phone your work and home addresses.
I agree. Ashley is a fantastic writer and an asset to the Gawker team. Keep it up, Ashley!
All I gathered from this article is that this Cobo guy is utterly opposed to everything having to do with westerly things.
Oh man, I loved those things.
I'd googol her plex.
Precisely. Whenever I hear/see someone riding around on a motorcycle (as you mentioned, typically a Harley), I just assume that that person was neglected as a child and now feels it necessary to try and get people to pay attention to them no matter what. Fags are stupid.