What a weird barter. “Yeah, I’ll trade you improved fuel efficiency for the unconditional love of the universe’s supreme being.”

I know it’s technically a separate company, but Lamborghini made and makes some beautiful tractors.

Not up close, but yes.

Total annihilation is a better fate than being pooped in by a full-time parts puller because they were too lazy to pack up their tools and walk to the port-a-potty at the end of the yard.

It’s also worth noting that eating butter rather than margarine did not save him.

It’s garbage, that’s what. Make mine Kaypro.

Nope.

Is Google totally ready to meet Sergio’s parents?! We’ll find out next week on FCA’s The Bachelor.

Yes.

Awful but you really have to look to find the good parts, and even then you still want to leave. And for those that remain, the Pine Barrens are home to the resistance.

Now instead of doing work I’m wondering what kind of cactus holds up to the specific forces inherent in such a task.

Well it’s a true statement and I’ll painfully leave it at that. Also, Superman didn’t help Senna either.

Don’t have to preach to me, I’m advocating for pedal power.

What’s with the tired drunk man trying to make a pretzel?

Senna had a windshield and it didn’t help him.

I like it but I’m curious if Alonso could’ve extracted himself after his recent shunt if his McLaren was equipped with such a device.

I’d spec mine with Car Delete and option one of these cool floor mats.

Once human being becomes plural in terms of religion it’s only the worst.

Yet the Bible doesn’t even mention Idaho once, or cars for that matter.

Bahahaha, I’m stealing this.