Woof.
Woof.
They finally came across some drafts they can handle.
I think I understand. Since I got my Tacoma, I feel much cooler than I actually am. I bump into curbs with impunity. I drive slower sometimes because what’s the hurry. And then I drive too fast sometimes because I want to hit a bump going faster just because I can.
Warn about the pooping, Kevin...THE POOPING
Agreed. I treat time like a bank now. Once I account for my 88 hours of *extra* time per year in traffic, work, parenting to the point that kids are asleep, then that miniscule slice of pie left in the bank is for me to budget out to somehow participate in the things that made me ME, made my wife like me, and led to…
I like that this is a truck without pretense, as opposed to the hyper-testosteronal bro-mobile that every other pickup has seemingly become.
LOL, you needed that much ground clearance? I did it in an F40 bro.
Not sure if marathoners who don't lift are considered "skinny fat" - I thought the term was more for the sedentary thin?