Hm. Maybe you just stumbled on a way to reduce the bureaucracy. Just spit-balling, so hear me out:

Hm, curious move (no pun intended).

Spoiler Alert:

Your logic doesn’t track.

Let me tell you how it will be / There’s one for you, nineteen for me / ‘Cause I’m the Taxman

Wow. Where to begin? Are you, or have you ever been, a homeowner? If so, I would just love to hear how you’re still taxed today on the purchase value of your house X years ago.

As much as I despise Joe Rogan, I think Tucker Carlson epitomizes that disingenuous dude just asking questions — let’s call them jaq-asses. Rogan though hasn’t been tolerable since around episode 2 of “News Radio” circa 1995, when he was at least an affable conspiracy nut.

Holdupholdupholdupholdup... The Gamma Rays? Does School Daze even exist in this part of the multiverse?

Hm. Didn’t your ED tell you not to engage? Please skee yourself out.

Shaken, not stirred...

This is the answer. Best car I’ve ever driven — a TÜV-certified German-spec from Zurich to Stuttgart back in 2011. Felt as sure-footed at 180kph as it did at 90.

Bing. Here for this.

Tsk, tsk. Is afraid of commitment. 🚩 

For what it’s worth, the OF Testa weighs 267 pounds less than it did stock, as well.

This is some raw, uncut car porn right here.

<Waukegan resident> So, what brings you to town: jury duty or a weird-ass buffet?

It took me years to realize it, but Old Country Buffet was never about the food.

Before reading the article, my brain re-wrote the headline as:

Very on-brand lede pic: A 1-occupant Audi sedan lane-splitting the handicap van parking for a selfie.

Right?!