I’m not crying, you’re crying.
Speaking of Beetles, I spotted this very odd couple today. Thought about Torch and Tracy doing some TV together.
Well, maybe if you have a spare, but if you’ve been keeping it in its jar like the instructions tell you to it shouldn’t need a lot of cleaning.
What amuses me the most about this ad is that the bot stole bits and pieces from other ads, and now other bots will steal bits and pieces from this ad to generate something even less meaningful... Soon it the bots will just be posting ads for jumbled up words from other car ads and read like:
For $130,000 Michael Cohen will take care of that mess...
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Zombie proof jeep. 7 slot 4 life
Pictures of the day I got my Abarth tat, and the day I sold my Abarth. :) The car was absolutely ridiculous fun—it’s nickname is Little Big Fun (the guy who bought it still calls it that). It was the first car I spent time and money on modifying, and the first where I did many of my own repairs. I loved that car, and…
This is my tattoo - a generic tire tread that represents my life-long love of wheeled vehicles.
Focus RS badge. Which happens to be my brothers initials, Ray-Stol. He passed away two years ago last Sunday. We were both hardcore Ford guys. His best friend and I both got it.
It’s my first tattoo and I just got it last May. Bit of an olds geek. :)
Clearly this car delivery guy has a day job and just delivers cars on the side.
Umm, excuse me:
This man will not shut up or dribble.
Learn the rules, people. That was NOT traveling.
D is for donut; that’s good enough for me.
The nearest orthopedist.
I mean, I suppose there’s always the option to train like crazy, then NOT get punched in the head for a living, but pasta and Netflix are just too good.
There’s a good chance it’s still in Boulder.