Or FCC could go MLS...>.>

Pretty sure “fucking” is one of the seven words you can’t use to describe the FCC.

FCC! That was so fucking awesome to watch!

That Cincinnati goalkeeper played one of the best games I’ve ever seen a goalie play. He was absolutely out of his mind all game long. It was incredible. Some MLS team needs to snatch him up pronto.

Fuck you, take your star.

Haven’t seen a Red climb a wall like that since Berlin.

Yes.

Oh shit, here we go...

This is nice, but three miles is nothing. Why must we keep lowering the bar on EVERYTHING?

Fun fact: a 91 CRX Si is about 1000lbs lighter than both.

Don’t think we’re completely impervious. When it’s not just a bus but three pillocks running people down and going on a stabbing and killing spree, we may briskly leave the area.

A man was knocked down by a bus and he got right back up and walked into a bar.

If you drive a car which requires premium, but you can’t afford premium, then you are driving a car you cannot afford to begin with.

If your car doesn’t have at least 10% of your own blood inside it, it isn’t operating at peak efficiency.

I entered this topic with a smile/smirk on my face, thinking of all the goofy/annoying wrenching stories I have, friends have, etc.

I offered some guy from the internet my crapcan XJ for free if he would just haul it away. Instead, after driving half the day he showed up at my house, drank all my beer, and pissed off all my neighbors by wrenching on it in my driveway half the night. Then he crashed on my couch, covering it and my dog grease. In…

Driving 500 miles to get a free Jeep someone offered me with some problems, finding out it just needed some bolts re-threaded into the flexplate/torque converter, and then feeling so bad it was an easy fix I left it with the original owner. Most heartbreaking indeed.

I was turning a wrench, it slipped and I skinned my knuckles. Still have PTSD from it.

I’d pay good money to see Stevie Wonder drive the pace car while getting directions barked to him by a crazy Irish rally co-pilot. WHAT THA FOOK STEVEH. EYE TOLLED YE FOURTY DEAD AHEED AND THEN A THIRRTY RIGHT. THANK FOOK YOU WARNT GOIN MORE THAN THIRTY OTHERWISE WED BE FOOKED!

I stayed at an Amish hotel.