Trump does plenty of dumb shit, but IMO, this (the Chicken Tax debate) is not a good fight to pick. It’s not hard to make an argument for the Chicken Tax if you ignore all externalities... Which you can absolutely count on his base to do:
Trump does plenty of dumb shit, but IMO, this (the Chicken Tax debate) is not a good fight to pick. It’s not hard to make an argument for the Chicken Tax if you ignore all externalities... Which you can absolutely count on his base to do:
Worst cosplay outfits ever. They’d get laughed out of Comic-con.
“The hills are alive with the sound of, AAAAAHHHHHHH!”
This is a prime example of early mussel car.
This is the single most terrifying thing that a post-WWII society has come up with.
Fascinating! I love stuff like this.
But they didn’t have to rip us off. Make it like it never happened and designs are nothing. Porsche doesn’t need your love, but you treat us like a stranger and that feels so rough. No, you didn’t have to stoop so low. Have your spies collect some pictures and then apply for patents. Guess that we don’t need that,…
0/3.
When David Tracy offers to buy it.
I remember they did air it in the USA one year, and a certain American racing commentator got the scare of his life.
Only in a rotary Mazda can you be a fan boy and shit talk your own car at the same time and everyone gets the joke...
Meanwhile, inside the patrol car...
Why did I hand the position back? It’s a track day, not a race. I have to lift and the other guy didn’t, I don’t want to ruin his lap and fun. I felt bad when I cut someone off into turn five only to lift a little later and gave him a point by too. I’m just having fun, not out there to ruin anyone else’s.
Hey everyone! I’m the lucky driver being overtaken by the S2K! I got one of the first cars from McLaren and didn’t waste time putting some miles on it. Before I had to leave the US I put 1600 miles on the car road tripping it from Monterey to LA and back and to SF and back to Monterey. Then I did the double track day…
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My wife, a lovely and thoughtful woman, purchased a very expensive Redskins jacket for my birthday a couple of years ago. What she hadn’t realized is I had abandoned this morally bankrupt team and cringed at the thought of wearing the fucking jacket in public.
Coincidentally, she had also been imploring me to lose…
The greatest kismet of all time was all of the Redskins fans on the Redskin Caribbean Cruise who missed the Caps Stanley Cup -and now have to live in winless Redskin’s Purgatory FOREVER...It’s like a Twilight Zone Episode.
Just this one with an ex-con trying to live his life.
Same answer I gave to another commenter: