My 160cc Honda mower this week, while mowing tall grass, caught a piece of wire that had been moved from our garden. That piece hit me in the chest and caused me to have a hole in my shirts (thank goodness I had on a sweatshirt) and my skin. The bruise is 3" wide with the impact wound about .25" wide. Knocked the wind…

Do you work in Trump’s cabinet?

Seriously. My parents wanted us to attend parochial school so they scrimped and paid for it. While also paying their taxes like fucking responsible adults.

If only we could find a car we knew his son would think is cool, that’s also fast and has a reliable toyota engine. How will we ever dream up such a car.

As a BMW driver, I’m sure enjoying it though.

Fishtailed and t-boned - sounds like someone had a surf and turf for lunch.

I’m not a BMW person at all, but I’ve always liked the 1 and 2 series because they have proper proportions. All the other models have gotten so fat.

Odd thing to focus on for a flounder.

Just shows no matter how much money you have, you can still be poor white trash.

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Here’s a Porsche/VW 914 with 2JZ internals.

To bad her story wasn’t selected

Because the neanderthals that drive them are idiots. Both of the asshats in the video need to have their licenses suspended for a decade, then only allowed to drive a clapped out Ford Festiva with a floppy purple dildo permanently attached to the hood for the rest of their days.

George Foreman wouldn’t have had a problem.

Fourteen karat gold is what you bought your shitty niece on her thirteenth birthday, not what you used on the interior of a car.

This story. These comments.

He who controls the Spice, controls the universe.

You forgot to add in the propulsive force of my tail lights.

The action of going mudding makes you a redneck. It’s just reality.

You can be a wealthy hedge fund manager from Wall Street named Kip Smithers, but for those five minutes that you’re ripping donuts through a field in your Mercedes GLS, you’re a redneck.